01.04.07
Mea Culpa
Mea Culpa - An admission of guilt (?)
(The fifteenth of January reminds me of one person.)
Even for a fleeting moment when another living soul touches your own soul devoid of any physical tangibility, then you are touched for eternity. When this befalls, a little girl blossoms, and a woman is created in the process. Am I speaking of falling in love? Ha! No, that would launch a premature World War III. Nevertheless, this is not aconfession too callow such as having a crush, but rather, Mea Culpa for being very fond of someone who my mind could complexly learn from and weave with in mental convergence. (Ah… Convergence may be too “assuming” a word when once in a bright April Sunday in a café, he talked of profound philosophy books and I spoke of… err… Nicholas Sparks! *blush*)
However, the enigmatic beauty of making such a connection with someone is the fact that one may experience the intellectual learning and the mental
weaving even after the other has been long gone. Such an association, I believe, surpasses the usual carnal affiliations… and although you cannot help but yearn for the other’s presence, possession or physical proximity would barely be an issue. This manner of influence transcends time and place, voyaging back and forth through space and epochs like a microcosm of thoughts maturing and blooming more each time it comes back to the present.
It is as exciting as discovering a relation between two books, or be alighted upon a hidden dimension to an author’s last phrase, or discerning a certain melody out of a jumble of avant-garde notes, or even fantasizing a confectionery carrot to be real.
It is finding a perfect person despite being aware of his imperfections. It is like losing someone but understanding him more. It is having a liquid being where that particular person comes by and leaves a set of infinite ripples… and you embrace the ripples and have an outsider grimace at your existence… but you don’t mind, because you’ll always have the ripples… It feels like so many other things, but it is nothing like any other thing.
To the person who left the ripples… thank you for impressing my mind and soul to existence. Happy Birthday!
January 15 – and 364 other days remind me of you. Mea Culpa. Sue me.
james said,
January 29, 2007 at 1:59 pm
Nobody has measured, not even poets, how much the heart can hold…Michael James…
KNYT said,
March 2, 2007 at 9:06 am
My curiousity is piqued, one can only wonder what kind of person would leave such a good impression on one such as you? You, by my measurement, are one tough cookie to surpass. By far the most talented individual I know thus far.
KNYT said,
March 2, 2007 at 9:07 am
See, my last post is a mess… I typed without thinking. My wits are addled in your presence… even lack thereof.
miRacLe said,
March 7, 2007 at 4:54 pm
Tough cookie? nah… more like Creme Brulee (para class ba. haha =P), on which you have to break through the caramelized sugar in order to reach the custard… or an expertly baked brownie or crinkle (loaded with NUTS and choco chips) that’s crunchy on the outside but chewy inside - definitely not vice-versa though. haha… =)
MarieAntoinette said,
July 12, 2007 at 5:59 am
intense…. in great love comes great pain…. different experiences we have, the same meaning…. hahai…. love you mir….
miRacLe said,
July 12, 2007 at 6:55 pm
Darling Tonet, love you, too.
strangefits said,
February 4, 2008 at 7:04 am
=) it was not just a hunch after all.
Miracle said,
February 4, 2008 at 2:03 pm
hmmm… =)
sirok said,
May 18, 2008 at 1:26 pm
sigh. the gentleman is familiar that’s why i chose to leave my footprints on this post. thank you for leaving yours on mine.
in the face of such taste and prowess, i am not worthy…
Miracle ♪♫ said,
May 22, 2008 at 8:58 am
Had I not known such a person, I would have pursued baser things in life. It is I who isn’t worthy. In the words of Anzia Yezierska, “he’s done for me more than I could do for him… he opened the wings of my soul.”
Thank you, too…
inkat said,
October 13, 2008 at 2:22 pm
this heart chained a series of WW3s and will be causing more to grow.
Miracle ♪♫ said,
October 13, 2008 at 3:07 pm
Cause more hearts to grow, I hope - not wars.
Did it really cause wars? nah… I don’t think so.
I never fought.