When you are in a memoir territory, emotions become dominant at large. So much so, that once while reviewing a memoir, a New York Times Editor, (also a reviewer, a playwright, a critic, etc.) Neil Genzlinger, looked at the audience and started by saying, “A moment of silence, please, for the lost art of shutting up.”
-And I feel you Neil!
I don’t know how many of you out there are looking for a sign in the universe, so here it is,
Darling, this is your life, own it, let them miss you for a while,
Let your absence be the answer to all the questions,
Go, Abscond!
The whole idea of letting your fire go,
For someone who only breathes fire,
Is so dangerous,
In a moment of realization,
When your heart gets heavy,
And it feels like your head may blast,
If you didn’t let all that love out,
Like you actually, literally have reached
A point where you feel,
“You’re above my fire,
That’s it, I’ll gulp down my own fire for you”,
That kind of love is dangerous,
And that’s the kind of love
We need!
Be A Paradox 