REFLECTIONS
Outside the home,where the heart is, is where pieces fall into place. Every place we are immersed in is a mirror, the workplace is where you see reflections of your mind, where you look around and meet minds one way or another. Elsewhere, in the company of friends, makes you see yourself enjoying moments of fun and the comfort of being seen for who you are.
Last weekend, I had the strangest feeling just being in a room where I looked around and saw myself in everyone, listening to songs I know by heart and mind, singing words I’ve known for so long, and hearing it knowing that people around me love it for all the same reasons I do. What have I been doing all this time, and where have I been going?
I was in the comfort of the strangeness of perfect strangers who share my passion for genuine articles of music. Every beat, every note, every key, every chord with every strum is a familiar one that only re-ignited the fire that used to burn so brightly inside me. I may have embraced the musical revolution, welcomed the infiltration of new media while somehow loathing the scene, not knowing that somewhere in a lazy street not far from where I live, is a heaven underground where the music I know and live for still thrives.
We are who we are, and we are really what we listen to.
Contentment is subjective, it may be that you are content for a moment and suddenly empty in the next. contentment is like gravity, it has its push and pulls. Find an angle and keep it still, there’ll be times when you may not be able to hold it. That never has to be the case, everything changes. What fills you now wont fill you for long, it can even bleed you dry so keep going.
FRIENDS…
It continues to amaze me how 2 people can be so alike yet be so different. Hanging out with a friend over the weekend gave me a perspective of friendship and its loopholes and wonders.
I have friends whom I think should never meet or they’ll throw words and things at each other for simply being worlds apart. Yet why are they both my friends?
All our friends are who we are collectively. There’s a bit of you in each of them, but why do I feel like there can be chaos between some of them? It’s because inside our psyches there are forces that collide. In the flesh that is the person of your friends, the same can happen.
