0950 hours: Thoughts hit you when you least expect them to. Usually, my mind is blank and I’m thinking of nothing when I’m sitting on the commode. But this time, its different. I’m ruminating. I think about two people who have confused me utterly. Suddenly, its cleaved! Thats it. A revelation!
Yes, I forget completely about the project meeting scheduled to commence at ten. Realisation strikes with blinding speed. The bifurcation is simple. Logical. Flawless. Its just doing Y, when you want to do X. There’s no confusion. Love is involuntary and inexplicable. Thats a basic truth. I considered myself mature for putting the question ‘Why?’ to Love. A fundamental flaw. I am an idiot. ‘cuz to Love, the ordinary rules do not apply. You cannot love someone for a reason. Screw Boyzone!
Explanation: You do not know yourself. You think you want something. But you don’t know what you need. Let Him decide what you should have, for He is the only one who really knows you.
For eg. I get to choose between a McLaren F1 and a McLaren MP4-19. What I want in a car are:
Speed, Power, Braking, Safety, Looks. All of which the MP4-19 has, in greater measure.
The F1 is street-legal. It protects me from the rain. It can be driven on ordinary roads. Even though its kinda ugly, I wouldn’t mind being seen in it. In short, its pragmatic. which one do I choose?
I don’t know…
I can’t explain. I put forth the configuration and was presented with that which showcases the best of it. But I’m not happy with it. ‘Cuz I didn’t know what I needed in the first place…