Love, whose month is ever May,
Spied a blossom passing fair
Playing in the wanton air:
Through the velvet leaves the wind,
All unseen, 'gan passage find;
That the lover, sick to death,
Wish'd himself the heaven's breath.
Air, quoth he, thy cheeks may blow;
Air, would I might triumph so!
But, alack, my hand is sworn
Ne'er to pluck thee from thy thorn:
Vow, alack, for youth unmeet;
Youth so apt to pluck a sweet.
Do not call it sin in me
That I am forsworn for thee:
Thou for whom Jove would swear
Juno but an Ethiope were,
And deny himself for Jove,
Turning mortal for thy love.
Francis T. Palgrave, ed. (1824–1897)
(Zed's Note: Boys and girls we are going deep. Fasten your seatbelts, hang tight and try to keep up!) The Persistence of Memory
1931, Oil on Canvas
We sometimes ask ourselves why we are here. What this charade is all about. The dance people do, the dance we do everyday - sidestepping mines of lies and treachery amongst whom we think of as our friends and family. Every time we think we have an answer... Wham!! The rules change on us. Every time we think we have got it all figured out... Wham!! The questions changed.
I was sharing some calamari with Kiki when we started chatting about this. Kiki is one of my good friend. Her views of life while brutally honest and painfully selfish, brings out the truth in most instances. Perhaps a bit like yours truly, which probably explains why we get along so well. We speak of life and friends like something we watch on the tube. Commenting on the comical and childish tricks people do to make a living, and often to save their own ass. So one day we asked each other how we see life. My views?
Well life is not one measured like the history lessons we learned in school. It doesn't have the timeline well defined complete with the chronological order of events. What happened in 1994, I ask you? Do you even remember the year? The events that took place? How about something more recent? 2003 perhaps? Can you tell me how 2003 was for you?
(Zed's Note: As I am writing this a hot babe just sat at the table next to me! Sorry need to do my smile and hi thing for a while - SIARAN TERGENDALA SEBENTAR)
Okay, I am back...
So as I was saying, often we don’t remember the years as they are but by what happened within it, some event that struck us deep and either made us very happy or may have hurt us. The time we spent in college, the year we graduated, the first job, the first love, someone passing away, a painful job experience, getting laid-off, or winning your first mega-project. All these moments are what life is all about. We often forget the journey we took, but the results of what we have achieved sticks on us for years on end. This is what life is all about.
Building memorable moments.
Life is just a string of moments tied together against an artificial line we call time. We build moments for us, and also for all of those around us. As a child growing up do we remember every single detail like files on a hard disk nicely tucked away for us to retrieve whenever we please? Of course not, we remember trips we took, we remember the fighting that sometimes erupt, we remember the times when mom hugged you tight and told you that everything will be okay. These memories are what we bring with us into adulthood.
So if that is all we remember, then to me that is all there is to life. We either create moments which we could remember by, or we wake up in the morning and repeat exactly what we did yesterday and all of these will just become a cesspool of memories indistinguishable from one another, and then one day we wake up and realize a decade has gone by; and our hair have turned a lighter shade of grey and the belt is on the last notch but all you can remember was a lifetime of nothingness. Drawing an absolute blank.
Some may suggest that creating a moment is about spending money they can't afford. I say that this necessity to tie everything we do to material goods is just superficial crap. It doesn't cost a lot of money to take a drive up to KLIA and watch the plane land, but hey it is definitely a moment to remember. How about taking your family out for a nice dinner after you've just got your bonus or raise? Not to show off, but just to be together. Be happy and laugh the moment off and to remember by. One of them may no longer be around next year, and everyone will remember the time when the family came together and had some fun. You have just created a moment!
(Zed's Note: I read about the KLIA trip on Seeking Solace's site and find it very cool indeed! Definitely a good tip for a date next time. Anyone interested to see planes land with me? LOL)
How about that moment with your platonic girl-friend which evolved into something physical and then both of you agreed that it was just that. A momentary lust that was to remember by, and to remain just a memorable moment. It didn't cost money, just doing things different and making someone else happy for a change.
Kiki looked at me and smiled. She said "Are you trying to get me into bed again Zed?".
(Zed’s Note: ROTFLMAO)
Cheers.
