connect |kəˈnekt|

verb [ trans. ] (often be connected).

bring together or into contact so that a real or notional link is established:

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<3,

KinG!

No one likes getting blamed –  For things they have done, or for things they didn’t do. For things they have done but thought was right, or for things they didn’t do because they thought it was wrong. For things they know was right but did wrongly, or for things they did even though they knew was wrong….

Problem is, the notion of blame is inevitable. It is only human to sometimes put the wrong on others to feel better about oneself. Fuck part about blame? – The consequences after it. The heal, the mending or sometimes the rot after all these blame.

Sometimes, blame really do not just involve the what most seems logical , between 2 parties. After a long stare at the ceiling while i tried to drift myself into dreamland (obviously, I can’t), I’ve concluded blame into a few dimensions.

Intended Blame:

This is obviously the most common in the many facets of life. Between couples, parents & children, between friends, even strangers:

‘If you’ve fixed the bloody heater on time, I wouldn’t have to shower in the cold’

‘If you’ve not been out all day, you would have finished your homework’

‘if you’ve put in more effort at work, your boss would have promoted you instead of John’

‘If you’ve reached earlier, we would have caught the bus on time’

……

Unintended Blame:

They are more actions than words – Stomping your feet out of the room; slamming the door; turning your back on your love ones; complaining about your husband/ wife to your best friend. All these, although without intently putting a blame on the other party, precipitate the same emotion or sentiments.

Self-Blame:

How many times have you heard the statement ‘It’s not your fault’ after an accident/incident which were totally unpredictable . Honestly, are you the one to be blamed or not is besides the point. Point right now is about the things you’ve done, which may have caused harm, though unintended, to people involved. You can’t help but to feel the sense of profound indebtedness to the person, especially so if he/she is somebody you love and care for so deeply. It is the pain you solicit from the unfortunate event, not really the guilt of causing what has happened. It is the love for the someone, and not because of what caused it.

You can’t escape from blame, no one can. It is how you steel yourself amidst all these pain you’ve caused. To heal, to mend & to say sorry.

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KinG!

“Walking in a desolated dessert, scotching sun desiccating every possible hint of moisture from your lifeless body.

Every painful step sinks your blistering feet into the scathing terrain. As you gaze aimlessly into the fading path ahead of you….. An oasis appear.”

Bloody Refreshing.

I like =)

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KinG!

Not often you come across one so poignant yet incredibly simple quote/poem:

.

“You see, I loved her.

It was love at first sight,

at last sight,

at ever and ever sight.”

– Lolita (*Me Shrugs*)

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KinG!

This song taught me a precious lesson….

“Love is full of obstacles. But never desist from what you thought might be the end of the road… because the other half didn’t think so.”

“I read a note my Grandma wrote back in 1923
Grandpa kept it in his coat, and he showed it once to me
He said, “Boy, you might not understand, but a long, long time ago,
Grandma’s daddy didn’t like me none, but I love your Grandma so.

We had this crazy plan to meet and run away together
Get married in the first town we came to and live forever
But nailed to the tree where we were supposed to meet instead
I found this letter, and this is what it said :

“If you get there before I do
Don’t give up on me
I’ll meet you when my chores are through
I don’t know how long I’ll be

But I’m not gonna let you down
Darling wait and see
And between now and then
Til I see you again

I’ll be loving you
Love, Me.”

I read those words just hours before my Grandma passed away
In the doorway of the church where me and Grandpa stopped to pray
I know I’ve never seen him cry in all my fifteen years
But as he said these words to her, his eyes fill up with tears

“If you get there before I do
Don’t give up on me
I’ll meet you when my chores are through
I don’t know how long I’ll be

But I’m not gonna let you down
Darling wait and see
And between now and then
Til I see you again

I’ll be loving you
Love, Me.”  ”

<3,

KinG

Remember Grandma telling me when I was younger while I tried to learn cooking from her.

“Too much of anything, no matter how good it is, will only disflavour the dish.. Always do things in moderation…”

Now reflecting back, I think Granny is right

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KinG!

“Have you experienced moments when you sprained your ankle during a dance act but smiled, carried on with the dance until the curtains finally came down? Only fell when you were no longer in the eyes of people. You cried out in pain. But you felt good because you love the dance so much you didn’t want to screw it up..”

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KinG!

“Do you only realize the best moment was then when things start to wither…?”

Afternote: This statement was merely a random slap on my mind when i was reading the below mentioned book. Nothing EMO is happening! Thanks Y’all for concerns!

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KinG!

After reading around, browsing around, talking around…

“I realized, people like choices; people like to choose from, including love…”

Ain’t Me, I’m living in contentment.

<3,

KinG!

After speaking to much broken hearts lately…

“Hold it close to you, and hold it with both hands, before it slips away and break apart…”

<3,

King