Impromptu writing, whatever comes...on writing or whatever the question of the day is.
|I don't like breaking things. Period. If anything, yesterday, I felt guilty even when I dropped and broke a glass bottle meant to be tossed into the recyclables bin. This is because, recently, I adopted the belief that everything has some energy hidden inside it. Yes, even the non-living things. Some physicists believe that, also. They believe that, just like our bodies, every single thing is of energy slowed down.
On the other hand, I can't say or list any item that I never break. There is no such thing as never when it comes to breaking. As much as I don't like breaking tangible things, I do break them...by accident. And still by accident, I probably broke hearts, promises, loyalties, friendships, people's hopes or pride, as well as numerous computers.
Yet, my promise is a promise. If I promised something using my free will, you can be sure I'll bring heaven and earth together to keep that promise, but if someone pushed me to promise anything by using emotional blackmail or whatever, I am most certainly going to break that promise.
I don't like breaking hearts either, but since the truth will set the people free, I wouldn't hesitate to tell them the truth, and they better face up to it even if the truth I utter will break their hearts.
Holding on to my friendships is a joy, especially the old ones, but one of them was broken a few years ago because of that friend's neediness. She, who lives 1300 miles away, wanted us to write letters to each other every single day, long hand. She hates phones and e-mail. Now, I can hardly keep up with my electronic correspondence; how am I going to keep up with the long-hand one? I wouldn't mind it if she wrote to me and I wrote back depending on my time, maybe in a couple of weeks or so. She kept writing to me, and when my answer was two weeks late, she was furious. She said I didn't like her and didn't want anything to do with her. Well, anyone who knows me knows I hate being pushed into anything. If pushed, I'm outa there in a blink. Still, she's the one who has stopped the correspondence.
Another thing I don't like to break is the rules, even the unfair ones. Rules, starting with the ones of morality and ethics, are there for the simple reason that to make things work and to make people live peacefully together. If I didn't like a rule, I would try to change it, but I would hesitate to break it, especially the kind of rule that benefits a population.
Picasso said, "Learn the rules like a pro, so you can break them like an artist." That kind of rule breaking means freeing oneself from the old judgments to create space or art for new understanding, which is perfectly fine with me.
More important than any one thing I have said so far are the people. Sometimes, they break, too. This doesn't make them weak; this makes them wounded. If we can't put them together, we must make sure we handle their shards with tenderness, so they do not cause a gash on our hands or on anyone else's feet stepping on them.
Prompt: Make a list of 5 things that you never break like: a heart, promise, your computer or whatever else comes to mind.