The poker faced denial

When I first heard that ignorance is bliss, I quickly judged that it's a sophisticated excuse for being weak. It's just a nice way to avoid standing up and facing truth and the situation as it is today.

But as we progress with living every single day, we actually increasingly adopt ignorance. Sometimes we just refuse to accept what our heart truly feels . it may be because it's some feelings are wrong and can potentially create havoc into what appears a sorted situation. Or it could also because things aren't in your control. so you just let it pass n ignore it n live in denial of the existence of feelings. We do this so long as we can and all along maintain a poker face that shows nothing within.

Silence I know realize isn't a sign of a weakened soul... But someone who knows when to strike and when to stay put.

There is such a truth that makes me respect and love my parents beyond levels that I can comprehend.

May or June 2013

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