ليس لديّ الكثيرون لأقول "أنتِ الوحيدة"
وكأن الأمر مُقارنة بينك وبين العالم.
أنتِ جئتِ، وبقيتِ أنتِ الشخص المُستثنى في قلبي. أخترتُكِ، وصرتِ الإستثناء في داخلي قبل العالم
وقبل أن يكون لِلعالم الخارجي أي معنى في إختياري
And here comes the original idea: “We owe people what we imagine they will give us, and we must absolve them of that debt.” That is, we must free others from the imaginary debt we created for them in our minds, stop blaming them, forgive their simplicity, and see reality as it is without burdening them with the weight of our expectations.
That is why it has been said: “We must forgive the ordinariness of those whose brilliance was the creation of our imagination.” Meaning that some people did not truly lose their brilliance; rather, we simply discovered that much of it was a projection of our imagination. They did not change, what changed was our angle of perception, as if we were casting a light from within ourselves that made them shine. Like a painting once illuminated by golden light, when the light fades, its true colors appear.
The mind, by nature, does not like emptiness. When a person is mysterious, quiet, or intermittently present, our imagination fills those empty spaces with greater meanings. Silence becomes depth, and mystery becomes uniqueness. We often see what imagination has drawn more than what reality truly is, and sometimes we project onto others parts of ourselves, something that reminds us of a value we once loved in someone else: a word, a style, attention, a way of thinking. It then appears deeper and gentler than it actually is. Our perception may simply be a reflection of our own depth as we look at them, as if we illuminate them from within ourselves, making them glow. With every addition formed in our minds, a radiant version of that person takes shape, one that may only slightly resemble their true self.
أظن الإنسان يرتاح أكثر لما يتوقف عن محاولة الإنتصار على أحدهما. العقل ما يحتاج يقتل الشُعور لأجل يكون صادقًا، والشُعور ما يحتاج يقود لأجل يكون حقيقيًا.