Jessica Bibbee

Posts Tagged ‘remain’

20140323

In aphorism on 20140323 at 23:55

The best of opportunities are not without the greatest of compromises.

The peaceful heart can find stillness amidst the chaos, can be at ease in the face of difficulty, is a home unto itself wherever it goes.

Balance cannot be found at the extremes, but is always found by returning to the core, by finding the center. Where balance can be found with outstretched limb, stronger still the core must remain.

20140225

In aphorism, tale on 20140226 at 11:06

《What Is, What Wills》

Once upon the deep, dwelled two pairs of seafaring lovers.

Both lived rather normal lives aboard their ships on the sea, full of ups and downs, as anyone would expect to see upon the sea.

On calm seas, both pairs made love with the illimitable passion of lovers held at bay.

But the sky does what a sky wills, and so oft brewed blackened clouds with the inevitable unknown beyond. It was in these times that the difference between the lovemakers was never more lucid.

For when the storms blew in, as only a fool could deny the inevitability of, the seasoned couple ceased their lovemaking, wisely understanding their lovemaking to be powerless against warding off the mighty storm. To them, worry was a more worthy and more rewarding charm.

The other couple continued to make love like only reckless lovers knew, much to the chagrin of the other lovers. And it was true that the lovers’ lovemaking did nary a thing to make the storm go away, to shorten the waves, or to lessen the impact.

Also true was it, that the cessation of the other lovers’ lovemaking neither did anything to encourage the passing of the storm.

For a truth is a truth as is a sail a sail. Wisdom lies in wielding a truth, not simply holding a truth.

For in the end, to the common eye, it was plain to see that lovemaking -and its lack thereof- had absolutely nary a thing to do with the coming of the storm, the size of the storm, nor the passing of the storm.

With the passing of a storm, what remained for the eye to see was but two sets of lovers at sea and two kinds of love as they so fit to see.

One, a weakened bond of fair weather lovers, who made love only when the sea was calm, losing only the opportunity to love each other through and so weather a storm together.

The other, a strengthened bond between the lovers, who made love without regard to a storm (or was it very much with regard to the storm?), losing only themselves in each other whether or not came the weather.

For a storm is what only a storm wills, and love is only what love wills.

20111009

In aphorism, proverb on 20111009 at 11:42

Untouchable is not intangible.

The exclusive practice exclusion.

Truth is distorted as is a light deformed over a canvas rippled.

The fool paint a house, so as to save it from collapse.

The wise balance being human, which is undeniable, with remaining idealistic, which is indispensable.

To conform is to accept the fate of others as your own.

To be singled out -is often either to be idolized or vilified, with better odds of the latter.

20081015

In aphorism, proverb on 20081015 at 19:25

Stars were meant to fall.

Don’t let a conversation stopper stop the thinking.

Each must play his own cards.

Remaining at a dead end is not commitment, it is stupidity.

A fool is afraid of the water’s surface, fearing its depth.

The fool learn not to swim for fear of drowning.

A water’s depth is not given away by its surface.

Who walks not the talk, is as if to look aside – quick to trip and sure to fall.