Apathy
Once upon a time there were a boy and girl who travelled together, he was called Peace and she was called Chaos. Though opposite, they complemented each other and brought each a balance they could not have had alone.
He loved her without question Peace did, and she loved him in kind. But Chaos felt restlessness and eventually love took a seat to what churned within her. So one day without a glance back, Chaos went out into the world wherever her feet would lead, yet she would always return. For peace was always in her thoughts and her desire, despite where she may have been or with whom. Chaos could simply not see the side of Peace, for it is not in the nature of Chaos to understand such things ... but only to act on the desire of the moment.
To Chaos time meant nothing and to Peace, time is infinite, but love without fulfillment can breed bitterness in the best of souls.
Eventually the day came when even Chaos grey weary and thus decided it was time to find her way home and return to her Peace, whom she believed still waited. Yet when Chaos blew through the door there was nothing from what she left behind but ruin. She would not cry, but instead stood and set out again, determined to find her Peace. Ages she searched, leaving ruin on her darkest days and dust on her lightest. Until eventually she saw him, her Peace resting atop the mountain called Zen. Chaos climbed the steps - for in those days they were smooth, railing and all - and stopped just behind him. Though without the wisdom to consult empathy or plain common sense, Chaos spoke with selfish emotion and without thinking. How tired she was of wandering the earth, said she, that she missed him and was finally ready to settle and accept Peace. But Peace had waited for a very long time and grown difficult and Bitter. No longer could her love touch him, all there was was the pain she had caused and memory of all those ages.
He shunned her and Chaos threw back her head and screamed, a scream that crumbled the sides of the mountain itself -making any trek One had in mind from that day on difficult to impossible - Before exhaling and closing her eyes.
"Please" she whispered. The only subservience Chaos would Ever utter ... but Peace was lost to her.
Chaos began to spin, faster and faster before leaping from the now jagged cliffs and tearing on her way. Peace closed his eyes and his fists
clenched ... and it was at that moment that peace was tainted with Apathy.
/Alexis Blom
HAHHAHA KOLLA TANKEBUBBLAN PÅ MC REKLAMEN!!! SKULLE VART EN CHEESE!
Sv; Det jag menar är inte att man inte ska följa modet, vill man det så go for it. Men jag är så SJUKT trött på folk som ger sig rätten att agera modepoliser och tycker att det är okej att berätta för alla hur de borde se ut. Mode är individuellt och ska berätta vem en person är, inte hur resten av världen vill att man ska se ut. Så jag är för att alla ska få klä sig som de vill vare sig det är moderiktigt eller inte, men ingen ska ge sig rätten att klanka ner på andras stilar.
Och det jag skrev om Gina-reklamen så är det fult när det är som en hel armé som klär sig precis som på reklamerna (då menar jag inte att kläderna i sig är fula). Originalitet är vackert, fler borde inse det tycker jag. Hoppas du förstår hur jag tänker nu?
det är skillnad på mode och stil!!!!!!
- till kommentaren ovan
Sv; Absolut! Älskar att det blivit så fritt, men trots det känns det som att folk fortfarande klär sig som reklamerna just för att företagen satt ihop outfiten, vilket stör mig något fruktansvärt.
(Ursäktar att jag svarar ovanstående kommentar i den här men: Inget mode, ingen stil. Det går hand i hand. Och det är fortfarande inte okej att tro att man kan klanka ner på andras kläder bara för att man tror sig ha rätt.)
Tjena. :)
Hur står det till denna natt?
Ha en bra morgondag! =)
