For life, what are false and what are true are tricky to tell apart. It is especially complex to distinguish them, when the false were disguising in costumes and make-ups, while the truth were block, having to fall under the plot created by the false, who's wearing a mask during the time. How is it that I separate the reality from the fantasy? Why is it that, sometime those who isn't very bright could classify what's what, clearer than those with aptitude?
In life, both reality and fantasy have differences, but how could it be differentiated? Can I differentiate it all just from the great pair of eyes, wits, and intellect I have? Pair of eyes, wits, and intellect is part of the key to reveal it all, but are they all that are needed to create the key?
A pair of eyes could only help me see those that are in front me. The wits and intellect could only briefly help me know part of the truth. Sometime, even those that contain bright eyes that are sharp like an owl and great, understanding mind, couldn't even see through the tiniest part of the truth.
Even for those who have superior usable eyes, there are many chances where people are stuck in the world of blindness. It even apply to those that have the special ability to differentiate so many things, because they couldn't escape the trap that had set upon for them, where there are times where their emotions separated them from their common sense and the knowledge of knowing what's right and what's wrong.
Leaving all the emotions and feelings behind and instead of using my eyes for it is only able to let me see what is in front of me, but I used my heart to reveal all true identities of things. I had let my heart peel out the cover of even the thickest piece of skin. I had let my heart lead me to the path of where I belong because no matter what the consequences are, bad or good, it is the best that is needed to occur to me and for that I hadn't and won't ever regret the things I had done…
"Listen to your heart for it may lead you toward the path of going beyond the sight"…and because of that quote… I, Gigi Lai, did as my heart told me to…
And because I had listened to my heart I had done of which means blindly following love…doing so I had sacrifice all that I can ever give to the lover of my life…
Love…love…love…how powerful can it be…causing one to do so many things that is so unexpected and could change one person to a totally different person…what is love? Why does it have such extreme power? It is one word that could be defined in so many different ways… but altogether…it only has one meaning…
Love is a deep, tender, ineffable feeling of affection and solicitude toward a person, such as that arising from kinship, regonition of attractive qualities, or sense as underlying oneness. It is a feeling of intense desire and attraction toward a person whom one is disposed to make.
Love can be something that gives a little pleasure to, to something for which one would die. It is an intense feeling of affection, an emotion or an emotional state.
Love can be something so powerful and superior that one can give up their life for. It can be so mesmerizing that it can caused one to care for another more then themselves. It can be a union, a synergistic connection, as in the perfect union of two souls. But it can also be something such like a favored interpersonal associations or relationships shared toward friendship and a fulfilling love to a family.
It is a concept that is to be debate by many…Many deny the existence of love, calling it a recently invented abstraction…While others, like me, maintain that love exists but is undefinable; being a quantity which is spiritual, metaphysical, or philosophical in nature, etc.
Kinds of love is placed in varying degree of importance that one received. Love is essentially an abstract concept, easier to experience than to explain.
As Virgil had once state, "Love conquers all", love can be the most superior and powerful thing that there are in the universe. For love, I had and could do anything and is willingly to do so without a single regret despite the consequences that may comes toward me for as long as he, who I love so much with all my heart, is happy…for him, I am willingly to surrender anything, anytime… It can be something so tender and passionate that cause one to be so devoted like Milton had said "He on his side, leaning half-raised, with looks of cordial love, hung over her enamored"
To hate is to love…Because I have love her so much like a sister of mine and because I had trusted her so much with all my heart, when she betrayed me…I hate her so…my hatred toward her caused me pain that may never be able to wash away… because I had love her so much like a family member of mine, I had came to hated her with sour bitterness and enternal detestation… because I had love her so, I was able to give away such emotion called "hate"…because I hate her, within me and my heart had admited that I love her, dearly.
Love…it can be something so magical and magnificent but it can also be the most dangerous and threatening thing that there is in the universe…
It can be so threatening that I could and had done so many dangerous and unordinary things for him…sacrificing all and giving all away…just for his happiness…
But even if I had love him so and for him I had done so many… we were never meant to be…Fate had caused us to meet but destiny kept us away from each other…Destiny and fate told us that we were not destined to be…
What are destinies? ...What are fates? Why had they fool and play with me like that? Are they really what everyone had said that they are to be? Are they two different things that are just primarily stated as one by many or are they a one wholesome being split and separated into two different words?
Many declared that fates are an outcome, the supposed force, power, or principal that predetermines events. Many proclaimed that destiny are one's lot, a predetermined course of events considered as something beyond human power or control. But aren't those nearly just the exact?
Just looking at the surface, we could all see that both fate and destiny are similar. Evermore they both met up or faced the same fortune. They both suffer the unjustified luck of being shown and blamed for every time one reaches an unfair result or ending. But really… is it their fault? Is it what they wanted? Because even both fate and destiny have to face their own destiny and fate…
Both Destiny and fate concerns the fixed natural order of the universe. It is the invincible necessity to which even the gods must accede. Destiny is fate. They are the "doom of the powers", the battle in which even Odin must inevitably face, at the end of the world.
Destiny is the irresistible power or agency that is conceived of as determined the future, whether in general or of an individual. Destiny is the human lot in life. It has taken the function of its counterpart "doom". Destiny is a source of irony.
Fate is the orders of the course of event, and adds an aura of doom and gloom. Fate has it that events are ordered or "meant to be" that they are put in ordered by a force or intelligence beyond us, acting upon us. Fate is used in regard to the finality of events as they have worked themselves out.
Fate is an outcome determined by an outside agency acting upon a person or eternity; but with destiny the entity is participating in achieving an outcome that is directly related to itself as one has said "try as the protagonists might to change the patterns, they cannot escape a destiny if their fate has been sealed."
Fate is the objective events, the opportunities and the limitations placed before us, the circumstances we are bound to that are beyond our control, and sometimes even beyond our meager understanding as to how they happen, but are a part of our destiny in that they shape us. Fate is a backdrop in which we play out our destiny. Destiny are what one determined will be, by directly participating in what was happening. One directed circumstances toward a certain outcome, and doing so determined future circumstances. By participating in our destiny, we shape fate…
And because of that…I had became the Gigi Lai of today…I had changed… Changed from the naïve and young childhood Gigi Lai from years ago…I had changed all just because of fate leading me to meet him…making me love him…but it was love that had also caused me to lose my best friend and influenced me to hate her…hating her opened my eyes and woke me up from the delusion world and opened the door to reality showing me and telling me to learn to look "beyond the sight"…but doing so tells me to listen to my heart…listening to my heart told me to sacrifice all of mine for him to be happy… but even if I do so…destiny told us that we weren't meant to be…
My story…my life…it is all just pieces to create pain and soreness within me… to created the Gigi Lai of today…all began from my childhood…