Saturday, September 25, 2010

Bubbles

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I always loved playing with bubbles as a kid. I'd blow bubbles in the bathroom, watching intently as they burst and then blowing another one and observing it again until the same thing happens. I never like them when they burst though. The only reason why I observe them is because I secretly hope that bubbles never need to burst. That somehow there will be one bubble that survives and be mine forever.

But of course, there's never such a bubble.

And this theory of bubble applies to life as well.

I mean... Life is really like a bubble isn't it? Some bubbles have a really long life span... They float around until they eventually decide to pop. Some have a really short one... They get popped even before they desire to.

When you translate this theory to life, you get this: Some people get the full life span they are given. They live until they die. Some people get a shorter life span. Things happen to them and they die before they are ready to.

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But we all burst whether we like or not.

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And then our relationships are like bubbles too. Some have really long life spans. They could float around for as long as our bubble of life exists... But some bursts right before our life bubble does. But no matter how long the lifespan of the bubbles are, they will still burst. This simply means that every single relationship will end.

Whether you like it or not. It WILL end. Either through death or just through pure circumstances.

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And this brings us back to the topic of life and relationships. It's not about whether or not you want something to happen or NOT happen. There are just too much things in life that we cannot control. We cannot control the length of it or the things we ARE MADE to go through in life. But what we CAN control is where you want this bubble to float. If you are floating it through a land of fingers where they'd all like to burst you, then you're doomed. But if you float through a length of green, an easy green... Who is there to ever destroy you?

Toodles.

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