Choice is so brilliant. How could we know what we want, or better yet, don’t want if we didn’t have choice? Exactly! *as she taps the side of her eye socket with her index finger*
A whole platter of good, better and best to choose, refuse, and abuse…who could say no? Not you! Not me! It’s a lesson, isn’t it? You get one thing, then another, then another and before you know it, you’re the centre of attention and lots of sexy men are scrambling all over themselves trying to feed you grapes…oh. Oops.
One formula doesn’t work for everyone. Like man-woman. Maybe it’s woman-woman. Or it takes woman-man-woman. Or man-woman-man. The choice to live life based on the rules that are written in your heart is what life is all about. Our eyes are drawn to countless things, but our heart are drawn to very few and those are the ones to which we pay attention. So, maybe choice is a bad thing, but how else could you create yourself if you can’t define who you are amidst a sea of options. Like I am violet in a ray of sunshine.
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September 19, 2008 at 3:52 pm
That’s so true…anyway I’m craving me some grapes!