Meditation

One side is yours and the other is mine. The sea within. I can hear you and I can hear me and therefore I am aware these two sides exist. I understand and respect your point of view. I appreciate you being honest. I really do.

I wish you get to know me. I wish I get to know you. "If you never try, you never know".

I'm a spectator. Having seen a beautiful city which has been torn down by a tornado in an instant. I see it right in front of my eyes. What's my reaction? What would YOUR reaction be? I don't feel like saying anything. I cannot say anything. Is it because I have to accept some things are not up to me? Is it because that's all there is? I don't know. But it doesn't seem fair. Not in a remorse-sort-of-way, rather in a world-equilibrium sort of way. -- How can our so different opinions coexist? --

In the end, it seems I'm more selfish than I thought I am. I'm thinking it's so beautiful that it's a pity it all goes down the drain, but it seems it's a pity just from my perspective. I should spread it around such that it doesn't become a pity for the whole world.

One side is yours and the other is mine. It's a pity we're not on the same side. But trust me, for me it was just as real.