Whether while crafting a speech or an essay, the standard format is Introduction, Body, Conclusion and it has always been stressed that the Body deserves the best attention cos the meat of the message lies therein.
So also maybe in life I guess. What we did in childhood was a passing fancy and what we will be capable of in dotage will be forgiven (if we kick the bucket while on our feet). Our years in between are what we will be measured by.
Hmnnnn... not methinks. I like closures. Spectacular endings. Delicious culminations.
The heaviest burdens that pull us to the nadir are when the ending hasn't sated the soul. Like a book or movie that leaves you guessing. If your imagination is superlative you could concot a gratifying denouement. Good for you.
Yet there are moments... how do I ostend it copiously? Take this scenario. You've had the most intimate coupling in a darkened room that reverberates with muted sighs, mingled sweat, blended body fluids, shared whispers, incongruous giggles and delightful shudders.
You get it.
Now this - Nonchalantly you turn away without as much as a distortion of your facial muscles or minimal acknowledgement through touch or sonance. A mute obelisk like (yeah yeah. It's a fixation) transformation. Just killed it eh?
Endings... complete the circle. Raw edges chafe and abrade. Complete it then. From your sentences to your stories, even the path you walk or the goal you set.
Your measure is in the closure.
So also maybe in life I guess. What we did in childhood was a passing fancy and what we will be capable of in dotage will be forgiven (if we kick the bucket while on our feet). Our years in between are what we will be measured by.
Hmnnnn... not methinks. I like closures. Spectacular endings. Delicious culminations.
The heaviest burdens that pull us to the nadir are when the ending hasn't sated the soul. Like a book or movie that leaves you guessing. If your imagination is superlative you could concot a gratifying denouement. Good for you.
Yet there are moments... how do I ostend it copiously? Take this scenario. You've had the most intimate coupling in a darkened room that reverberates with muted sighs, mingled sweat, blended body fluids, shared whispers, incongruous giggles and delightful shudders.
You get it.
Now this - Nonchalantly you turn away without as much as a distortion of your facial muscles or minimal acknowledgement through touch or sonance. A mute obelisk like (yeah yeah. It's a fixation) transformation. Just killed it eh?
Endings... complete the circle. Raw edges chafe and abrade. Complete it then. From your sentences to your stories, even the path you walk or the goal you set.
Your measure is in the closure.
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