"Voici mon secret. Il est très simple: on ne voit bien qu'avec le cœur. L'essentiel est invisible pour les yeux."
As a closet hopeless romantic, I can't help but be attracted to ideas of everlasting beauty- of unending, unselfish love. The idea of something extending beyond the limits of the physical, tangible world yet still being able to affect a life is awe-inspiring. Something as intangible as data, as words, or as letters on a screen being able to elicit emotions and cause someone to feel is amazing. Nothing is further from reality than the artifice of the abstract or the arbitrary yet those things cause people to laugh, cry, and feel everyday.
And nothing is more real to someone as their own feelings.
Yet, as much as I admire the endless and the infinite- emotions are fleeting. So just as much as I am attracted to the endless and the infinite, I am just as, if not more, attracted to the finite and the ephemeral. Things like fireworks, snowflakes, or ice-cream cake cause and affect in bursts. Beauty is found in moments.
Like how a band can never actually perform a song the same way twice- every performance is an uncapturable moment. So instead of chasing for that elusive feeling from firsts and bests, just knowing that no matter how many times you do something it is actually your first and best. In a way.
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I lost my train of thought a long time ago. But it felt good typing this.
Moment captured.
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