True or Agreeably Fake

The sky is seemingly dark and moody all this while since the first episode of our parting. The sun only comes out in the morning, just to be muffled by the windy cloud in the evening consistently everyday without fail. Sometimes I wonder, does everything in life starts with sparks and only to end miserably? I don't know...

What do you think of a friend who speaks his mind without any decoration of thoughts and words that of crooks?

Bluntness is like a carver's knife, it carves but it does not leaves a scar but the perfection of modelling. Unless you could find another element to replace such an essence to friendship's genuineness...

Or you would rather prefer still flowing water which shapes rocks in such gentle friction and at the end of it you feel nothing is confronted. But water does not carve by direction and it may change the rock, taking it out of the proper shape, leaving it run astray... flaunting its bulges wildly.

I would say I really wish you could by any chance see this post of mine. After all the years we've spent, is it worth to take out a friend who's being straight and honest to his feelings? Unless you are honest to yourself that you really wanna take him out of your life. But before you do that, I must say that I am still fighting for the dream we once pledged together, and I truly still remember it... have you?

A carver's knife is sharp by nature but it is blunt at the back, that enables the thumb to control its carvings.  Water is gentle and soothing by nature, but you will never know what lies beneath the deep sea. Let us not start even by the scratch of playing in the pool, flowing in the river, fell asleep in the journey only to be devoured by the vast ocean. Piscine Molitor Patel only kept his little life by the existence of the adult Bengal tiger..

Once again I would like to ask you, does this worth the pay? After all.. it's just one honest word from a friend...

 

Your Friend,

Man of Impossibilities