Is a terminal where everyone is just in transit, waiting and bound to another destination. Perhaps a journey. Waiting for the bus or a flight, paper or real or imagined.
Where each passenger is not for a long stay. Where one does not really belong for no one belongs to a stationary. We move. Free and wandering.
18 palagay:
hmmmmmmm...
i love this thought ... :)
super smile :)
chusang froglette....!!!
nimmy: may mai-comment lang friend? HAHA!
travelitera: thanks.
erick: that is the kind of attitude we need these days. thanks for reminding me.
yj: aymishoooo YJ! haha. see you soon kase ibabalik ko yung mga dvd ni victor.
Yas,
So when do you know that it's time to stop moving? That it's time to stay?
Kane
na-apektuhan kasi ako sa last part.
"We move. Free and wandering."
kane: actually, no one stops moving in my opinion. the notions of settling down and retiring are just patterns of movements seem to be at rest. i believe that all things flow.
but in one note, when we stop looking for that 'something better than what we already have' is the moment we realize we have enough of life's offers. :D
honestly, i like your question. it hits home. thanks for coming here, Kane.
nimmy: awww. thanks. ako man natats sa sinulat ko.
We live our lives transient, and transcendant. Beyond what our circumstances and point in time can consist. For, in the wake of people's evolution, we only have ourselves to keep us company, ultimately.
Home is wherever, and whatever, you make it to be.
red: exactly. and to compliment on that is a truth that something all in the universe share, movement.
home is never a place or a destination. it is the affirmation we feel along this road, this life, this transient and temporal life that is.
humane and sweet of you. thanks.
never stop walking ika nga ni walker
the concept of a home need not be permanent. just a place where your heart should be at ease..
"For things that don’t exist; I mean beginnings.
Ends and beginnings—there are no such things.
There are only middles.”
-Home, Robert Frost
*In the Home Stretch, Robert Frost
because the fleeting feeling..the sense of having finally arrived can be so addicting
kuya jin: haha. tagay! :D
paci: exactly. home is always when you feel at peace with your self.
iurico: i assume middles mean the experience? thanks for the reference.
dabo: that is... something to ponder on.
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