killing the (un)dead
this thing from the past is unrelenting.
there’s this ever-question of how to kill the (un)dead. and surprisingly enough, mythology has this uncanny way of ringing true in ‘real’ life.
allow me to illustrate my point.
HOW TO KILL THE (UN)DEAD
1. Drive a stake through it’s heart.
Well, for the more modern, less morbid, yet as excruciating of this process, we can simply say, FEEL THE PAIN. Live in it. Bask in it. Don’t fucking run away from it simply because you’re just delaying inevitable agony.
When you feel the pain in your chest, like someone’s stabbed you in the heart, really feel it. the degree of pain really varies for different people. There are times that you’ll feel the air knocked off your system, or a pain so excruciating that you begin to wonder how it is possible that you are still alive and feeling it, often times, it’s a pain that make you want to tear through your chest to grab a hold of your heart and just squeeze it. My advice is: DO IT. No, don’t scalpel it, just pound on it like crazy with your fist. I bet you’ll have a very ugly bruise after. But then again, no war is won without a battle scar.
2. Cut off its head.
This can be a little tricky. How do you consciously not think about someone (or something) without actually thinking about him/her. Well, think of this, if you don’t think about someone, that someone ceases to exist in your universe. Which is great. Coz moving on will be so much easier that way. Trust me.
3. Expose it to sunlight.
The truth shall set you free. So whatever it was that was the ultimate cause of the the pain, (ie. break-up, wanting somebody back, etc.) simply deal with it. Face it. There’s no better way to take down the enemy than by looking them straight in the eye. Face the truth. Live with it. Get on with it. Move on. Get over it.
anyway, streak of brilliance over. let me now start on with eating that huge bag of potato chips for breakfast.
last few words… i’m going to bora tomorrow. ciao!
