The Language of the World
At that moment, it seemed to him that time stood still, and the Soul of the World surged within him. When he looked into her dark eyes, he learned the most important part of the language that all the world spoke -- the language that everyone on earth was capable of understanding in their heart. It was love.
It was the pure Language of the World. It required no explanation, just as the universe needs none as it travels through endless time.
What the boy felt at that moment was that he was in the presence of the only woman in his life, and that, with no need for words, she recognized the same thing. He was more certain of it than of anything in the world.
The boy had been told by his parents and grandparents that he must fall in love and really know a person before becoming committed. But maybe people who felt that way had never learned the universal language.
When you know that language, it's easy to understand that someone in the world awaits you, whether it's in the middle of the desert or in some great city.
And when two such people encounter each other, and their eyes meet, the past and the future becomes unimportant. There is only that moment, and the incredible certainty that everything under the sun has been written by one hand only.
It is the hand that evokes love, and creates a twin soul for every person in the world.
Without such love, one's dreams would have no meaning.
-- "The Alchemist"
You are my twin soul. Put into the world for me to find.
Without you, my dreams would have no meaning.
Cliche-ish as it may be, K --
You...
Make my dreams come true.
It was the pure Language of the World. It required no explanation, just as the universe needs none as it travels through endless time.
What the boy felt at that moment was that he was in the presence of the only woman in his life, and that, with no need for words, she recognized the same thing. He was more certain of it than of anything in the world.
The boy had been told by his parents and grandparents that he must fall in love and really know a person before becoming committed. But maybe people who felt that way had never learned the universal language.
When you know that language, it's easy to understand that someone in the world awaits you, whether it's in the middle of the desert or in some great city.
And when two such people encounter each other, and their eyes meet, the past and the future becomes unimportant. There is only that moment, and the incredible certainty that everything under the sun has been written by one hand only.
It is the hand that evokes love, and creates a twin soul for every person in the world.
Without such love, one's dreams would have no meaning.
-- "The Alchemist"
You are my twin soul. Put into the world for me to find.
Without you, my dreams would have no meaning.
Cliche-ish as it may be, K --
You...
Make my dreams come true.
posted by slantedvision at 10:05 PM
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I love the alchemist twinnie... i read that book like 5 years ago-- i still remember because i fell in love with that book.. and now you're reading it. amazing. really, really amazing that you wrote this entry. i knew the moment i met you-- not even when i met you met you. but when i met you (you know what i'm talking about) i knew we had a connection. and that connection my dear girl is undeniable. you and i know this. well.. i know this because i feel it in me. you and i no matter what cultural differences we have.. we just are-- we connect like no other. and yes, baby.. we don't have to 'know' the person whole before commitment-- cos that's just crazy and superficial. we're not like that. we're so way above that. love IS what matters. Real love, that is. and this is what we have-- the 'REALEST', 'PUREST' love there is. never forced... it just came. we just met.
'cos when you want something badly, the whole universe conspires with you to have it.'-the alchemist
bottom line is, the universe knew exactly what i wanted...
you.
i don't have to say it...
you already know, twinnie
:)
okay. you just made me miss you even more.
i miss you so, so fucking much it hurts.
then again, i love you. and everything about you that hurts.
i miss you so fucking much. tell me how it's gonna get better.
my twin soul. only you.
Well said.
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