THE ONE ABOUT OPPOSITES

You, a physicist.
Me, a philosopher.
You say that everything is made up of atoms and molecules. I say everyone is made up of poems and stories.You tell me there is no source of darkness in this universe. There is only the presence of light and the absence of it. I tell you the same about hatred. There is only the presence of love and the absence of it.You educate me about black holes, goes on to explain how real it is, and why it sucks everything into it. I educate you about depression. I warn you depression is real, it should never be taken lightly and explain how it sucks the happiness of a person.You start blabbering about the universe. How it started from a single point, then the big bang causing its expansion, but one day it shall stop and begin to converge until the whole universe becomes a point again. I have only two words for you. Life. Death. And everything in-between that.You tell me the shooting star is actually the death of a star and I tell you, if you see one, make a wish. I can confirm that it works because my wish is currently arguing with me.You smile and point out it was the lack of friction that made me fall the other day. I tell you it was your smile, that damned smile made me fall head over heels.You smile again, walk towards me with open arms and whisper “I am attracted to you” in my ears. I ask you if that attraction is due to gravity? You tell me to shut up and hug you back.

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Of the Moon & the Stars

Of the moon and the stars,

Of the sleepless nights that passed by
What was it?
Searching for an euphoric soul, found a total opposite.
The talks and shots ,lead to some place quite different. A place that didn’t last long. Things changed. Lives changed. Changed for good? Or for the worst. Now remains in a box deep burnt ashes. Ashes of memories. 
Of the moon and the stars,
Of the sleepless nights that passed by
What was it?
An intergalactic mind full of static thoughts? Or …?
                     #FindTheAnswerYourself !!!
                                           By-JoE

Find You and do You.

There is no statute of limitations on starting over.Re-invent yourself everyday.Be the girl who walks barefoot and listens to the blues.Tomorrow,wear a trench coat and speak fierce truths.Be a phoenix.Be ashes.Burn down.Resurrect.Let go of the idea that you must always be who you have always been.

Know Me

I like people who venture out.Mentally.People who like to have deep intellectual conversations with me than just “hey what’s up lol”.The type of people who actually try to reach the corners of my mind and bring out the different parts of me that are hard for me to express.Tug and pull.Ask me how I feel.Ask me about my past.Question me about why I am the way I am.Bring me out of my comfort zone.