Sunday, November 27, 2005

My Reason


 

I wonder what irrepressible forces stop us from wanting or accepting to be indefinitely alone, even when entirely self-sustaining and independent. Love, maybe. Fear. Runaway time. Or is it a projection, a proof that we exist, and that the day we go, we will be more than a void leaving a void, that someone will maybe remember. And someone will care.

Someone does care. My reason not to be alone.

11 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

shouldn't your reason be because YOU care???

9:08 PM  
Blogger Fouad said...

Let me clarify. My reason is not that that someone CARES. My reason is THAT someone. And what a wonderful reason it is.

9:27 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Wow! today we have clarifications!
I would resume it in only one word: love. I don’t believe I live in a fairy tale, I don’t see myself as an incurable romantic. But for sure I believe that the only reason for that is love. The questions? Ah, there are so many… Are we able to recognize it? Do we know to look underneath the surface, when the appearance or words mean the opposite? Do we know to read eyes or understand non-verbal language that says more than thousands of words? Are we able to identify our own feelings? Are we scared stiff at the thought of sharing the life? Are we too proud? And if we recognize love, are we able to fight against anything or anyone if necessary or will we be tempted to follow an easier or more acceptable way? Are we able to give up searching a better option? I’d like to have a prompt answer for each one of these questions. I don’t. Someday I will have. And although all the questions I still believe love maintains us alive and moves us ahead. Someone does care and there are moments that it's the only thing that matters a lot.

9:35 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I made all the wrong choices in my life. I chose the wrong friends, I chose the wrong carrier. I am a miserable person that thinks everyday about all the things I missed, the things that I should have achieved. And that's not all. I cannot cope with this world: I think everyday about the miseries of this life and injustices all around the globe. I cry for political prisoners, I pity all the people who still have this conviction that they can actually change anything in this world.
The only person that takes the oppression of my chest is my husband. Not because I share all those worries with him. I actually try not to. I keep them to myself, I don't want him to see the ugliness I see. Oh God I'm so glad he exists...

10:14 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I am glad that you found someone that you trust, and that can support you we you fall down. About wrong choices, every moment is the right time to make new friends, to change your carrier. Is it easy? No it's not. But it's not impossible. About the miseries and injustices, you have fellows. I know some of them and I am one of them. It is one of the reasons why I don't watch TV. About your husband again, the life gave you a gift, I hope you have good days and, step by step, change what you called wrong choices. Good luck...

10:37 PM  
Blogger Maldoror said...

Anonymous,
I think you should create a blog :)

4:07 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Maldoror, we (anonymous) are by now, at least 3...:). My comment, as one of the anonymous, would be I don't think Fouad would mind to lend me some space in his blog once a month - it's how often I write more than 2 lines, something more thna "great pic". For sure it's an unusual situation. But I'll think about your comment. Tks :)

5:42 AM  
Blogger Ramzi said...

To be 'someone, you must be 'someone' to somebody else...

I love these pictures Fouad, all of them.

8:14 AM  
Blogger [ j i m m y ] said...

fast forward 40 years. then stop, look back, and see how quick, stupid and useless it has been.

i feel sorry for the nature of mankind. a being condemned to eternal questionning.

i hate those questions. they are killing me. then again, i wish i could die!

12:05 PM  
Blogger Fouad said...

Maldoror, leave my anonymous friends alone will ya? :) needless to say, all comments are welcome.

Ramzi, thank you.

And Jimmy, why pity those who question and not pity those who don't. We are not condemned, we are thrilled and intrigued. If your peace lies in acceptance, then why choose to ask. Last, why wish you could die. You can and one day you will. This matter is settled. The on that isn't, is how you will make the days you have the best they can ever be. Just remember Jimmy that we provide the questions, we provide the answers, and we grade it all in the end.

10:35 PM  
Blogger Kathleen Callon said...

I think it's a combination of many things. We need to love and be loved, to touch and be touched... when we share or are acknowledged, we become more than ourselves. As always, your photos are beautiful.

Kat

12:24 PM  

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