The things that most go unseen, rarely go unheard. And the best thing is, Ted has eyes like a hawk.
Saturday, December 11, 2010
Turning Cold
Many things in this fabulous world we live in seem to change temperatures quite often. Of course, we all know the weather and degrees of Fahrenheit will adjust to the seasons, but life itself seems to heat up and cool down. Situations, opportunities, desires, thoughts, progression, and advantages are intangibles that become so cold, we tend to let go, refraining from frost bite. Ted, just like everyone else, gets caught up with these certain issues, and he is confused. He is confused on why he has such feelings, why it happens to him. The truth, nothing but the truth, is that no one can run from these things. Ted not only thinks he can run, but he believes he can hide. A fool one might say, yet Ted seems to be the only wise person out there. In a way, Ted is strong, in that he realizes he does not need certain things to enter into his life at this point, but he is not that strong. Ted cannot stop the inevitable from crashing into him. All must face this; Ted is not ready. While saying all this, you might think Ted does not desire these things, that is where you are wrong. Ted craves for these. He sits and ponders about all the precious moments that he could gain from these. Man, how great it would be. He just wants something to have. He feels as if he could possess this, he would be more happy. He could be right, but I doubt it. My doubt, along with his, keeps him from receiving this. It is like a gift being offered to him by less fortunate. He feels that it would be wrong to take it, as if it would only be hurting him and the giver. This fears Ted, for he does not want to cause anyone pain. He knows he can only cause pain at this point. He could not stay committed to these things, he would stay attached just enough to keep them hanging on, but in the back of his head he would constantly be second guessing himself. Ted has dealt with this before. He was offered all of these intangibles, and he took them and ran. As he started running, he lost some of these things. Losing them only made him realize that he did not truly want them in the first place. He mainly loved the idea of these things. The idea could not compete with the real thing. I mean how could it? Everyone puts this image of what things should be and expectations grow and grow. Ted is no different than everyone else. He needs to wake up, for these things do not need him. Now is not the time. But he wants them, and they have been offered to him once again. And what makes it worse is that they have increased their worth. They have only became more beautiful and elegant, like the pure smile placed perfectly on an already perfect face. This makes it hard. But like I said, Ted is strong. He knows that if he were to accept this assortment of pleasures, the smile would be lost, and he may not ever see it again. So he keeps a safe distant. Thinking all the time about how it could work, how he could make it warmer. The good thing is, he always proves himself wrong. So he waits, preparing to turn on the heater. He first has to open the door, and he is yet to knock.
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