Words are hard to be kept.
Promises are easy to be broken.
Trust is nothing more than a sweet wrapper; taken away once it has been breached.
Too much good and bad old memories flashed in the mind in a very short period of time in which had caused emotion outburst and quickly turned into a deep, sorrow memories reminiscing process.
For whatever effect those memories had affected me; be it in good or bad way – I was levitated off the ground and pushed to another whole new undiscovered part of self-created compartment that had been virtually created in the mind. There are always spaces for a few fond memories to grow. What it needs is just a seed. Black seed for a bad new start. White seed for a not-that-bad new start.
A not-that-bad new start means starting a whole new line from the point that you have stopped and left behind. You start from the same point but not on the same axis.
Seeding a black seed is just a waste of momentum and chance. Starting from the same point on the same axis from where you have stopped. Bringing along the negative vibes, shouldering the same burdens and with an old mind set.
I planted a white seed. But memories are permanent. And bad memories are oftenly far more contagious than good memories. They can be easily triggered and spread. Now, I need courage to overturn the negative vibes into something that could make me stand on my own, march forward and stay positive.
The future is uncertain but can be foreseen. And can be changed.
People are not born stupid. They are made stupid by education.