Posts tagged loneliness
ee cummings - A Leaf Falls on Loneliness
People think being alone makes you lonely, but I don’t think that’s true. Being surrounded by the wrong people is the loneliest thing in the world.
this island castle has lost its lustre.
no, that’s unfair. the house is as idyllic as it ever was. inside it, i’m the one who’s changed. the gilt’s been rubbed off of the concept of solitude that shone so gloriously in the shade of familial discord— now that i’ve been reminded of companionship’s joyous chatter, of my own laughter’s heinous volume, of the utter rightness that settles into the air around two individuals who truly understand one another and stick around regardless—which is what friendship should always aim to create, if you ask me. how gloriously full this airy house feels when story after story is let loose as weeks apart are divulged with precious few details omitted, until yawns outnumber pronouns and questions need repeating a few times before an answer struggles forth. daphne’s back in the city, and the next two nights will drag along, ponderous, impregnated with silence. of course i’ll make my own music, but now is one of those rare instances in which that won’t be enough, i’m afraid.
from these ten days i’ll take the sensation of honest serenity. true peace. i so often forget what that tastes like. the fantastic actually outnumbers both the mundane and the morose. I’m just not a solitary species.
“Loneliness does not come from having no people around you, but from being unable to communicate the things that seem important to you.” ~ Carl Jung
It has the enervating chill of the bleakly awful in it, and I would wish it upon almost no one. Our primal need to be seen, to be heard, to receive affirmation’s comfort indicates a subconscious acceptance of how fragile our constructed reality truly is. We are each other’s mainstays. Never forget that those whose lives brush yours even in the barest of senses know this, on some basic level. if you would but extend yourself and invite them into your mind with all its chaos spilling forth, you might find that their speech scythes through the static. We each are an amalgamation of humanity’s fault and virtue distilled into a single form; if no solitary soul can claim absolute understanding of all, none can claim intellectual dominion over himself (or herself), but that which is a mystery to oneself will be unmistakable to another.
-Loneliness- by Alessandro Sansoni —>As-Imaging<— on Flickr.
