Flashback friday

"Hopeless" Romantic

I often wonder if being smart and being a romantic are conflicting character traits. Is it heart vs mind? Are people who follow their heart always going to end up being the ones who get mistreated or hurt? Will the smart ones always be the ones holding the cards, because they understand that deep emotions make us irrational, and they live in world where they don't like the feeling of not being in control of their decisions and feelings, so they choose mind over heart? I like to believe you can be both.....But at least I know I'm not mad... while most people just want to be loved...... seems wanting to give love as much as wanting to receive it is actually a thing. People don't understand that, they'll think it's all about you you you... But it's always actually us us us.............

HOPELESS ROMANTIC .............."defined"

A hopeless romantic dreams of who they will spend the rest of their life with and what the two of them will do together. They dream of being loved but also loving somebody. They don't just want somebody to hold them. They also want to hold someone. They realize that love isn't just about one person but both people.


This person is in love with love. All hopeless romantics are idealists, the sentimental dreamers,the imaginative and the fanciful - when you get to know them.They often live with rose colored glasses on.They make love look like an art form with all the romantic things they do for their special someone.

Prophechies lend perspective, I like that..

"Why We Shout In Anger"

A Hindu saint who was visiting river Ganges to take a bath, found a group of family members on the banks, shouting in anger at each other. He turned to his disciples smiled and asked.

'Why do people shout in anger at each other?'

Disciples thought for a while, one of them said, 'Because when we lose our calm, we shout.'
'But, why should you shout when the other person is just next to you? You can as well tell him what you have to say in a soft manner.'asked the saint
Disciples gave some other answers but none satisfied the other disciples.

Finally the saint explained, .

'When two people are angry at each other, their hearts distance a lot. To cover that distance they must shout to be able to hear each other. The angrier they are, the stronger they will have to shout to hear each other to cover that great distance.
What happens when two people fall in love? They don't shout at each other but talk softly, Because their hearts are very close. The distance between them is either nonexistent or very small...'

The saint continued,'When they love each other even more, what happens? They do not speak, only whisper'n they get even closer to each other in their love. Finally they even need not whisper, they only look at each other'n that's all. That is how close two people are when they love each other.'
He looked at his disciples and said.

'So when you argue do not let your hearts get distant, Do not say words that distance each other more, Or else there will come a day when the distance is so great that you will not find the path to return.'

Cynicism knocking at my door

I think in life we try so hard to follow our hearts with guided assistance of the mind... and although this method is implored on us..... I'm starting to see the holes in it. We're not meant to change who we are deep inside... the hopeless romantic shouldn't have to become a cynic of true love, the dreamer shouldn't have to come back down to earth if he enjoys dreaming. But life for some reason, and the people we believe in the most, often tends to gently hack away at what we believe in with all it's tests and obstacles.

Sometimes you feel like you've been through so many tests............. you've endured........... you've grown.......... you've fought tooth and nail........ and picked up some scars along the way......... and yet as close to finish line as you are, it's like someone somewhere is laughing in the background saying "fooled you"

I guess we only make fools of ourselves when we allow ourselves to run a race that can't be won.