Friday, December 4, 2009

Empty

I'm thinking of a song by Fiona Apple. there's this one line in it that goes, "Full is not heavy as empty my love, not nearly my love." I think she's got it right. Somehow, for some strange reason we do feel heavier when we feel "empty".

I will see you all tomorrow.

5 comments:

Aren O. Týr said...

Absolutely.

The only consolation is that the "heavier" you feel, the more in touch with your very being you become.

It is simultaneously both an enormous burden and a tremendous liberation; for it is the one thing that, however empty you may feel, reminds you that you are indeed, still alive.

lakeviewer said...

interesting paradox you pose.

Shadow said...

yikes, yes we do now that you mention it...

Tom Bailey said...

This is my first visit to your blog ... I like the way that you write.

That is a very deep thought.

I feel different things but I can never say I feel empty... many other things but empty is not one.

I connected to you through shadow's blog.

Kindest regards,
Tom Bailey

findingmywingsinlife said...

Aren,
I'm inclined to agree with you on that.

Lakeviewer,
I thought so too. It does make you think doesn't it?

Shadow,
Its amazing how when we think on things, we realize the truth in them. Scary huh.

Tom Bailey,
Welcome! Its always good to see new people stopping in. hmmm, I think your thought may be a little bit deeper. I'm going to have to ponder that.
Hope to see you again!