"To err is human, to forgive, divine. Humans aren't machines... they have souls, feelings. They live, they die, they love, they hate... And yes, they even make mistakes..."
- Diego Armando(Godot) ~ Phoenix Wright: Trials & Tribulations
I hope patience served you well. I shall begin my final presentation.
If you'll now please turn your attention to the MAJOR problem certain posts of his, and I believe there's a certain trademark of his. Slandering another person he dislikes. Yes, I've been a victim of it before. Oh, the days of returning each other's posts with foul intentions to merely hurt the other party. But this is where I should really HOLD IT!
When I think back...was I really that different? Below is the chronology of our feud, A reply after another...
It started off something like this...I retaliated with this. He explained to me the next day of the amount of stress that he was put through and apologised. I understood.All was fine, until a misunderstanding came upon us.With the use of "you people", and "love-triangles", he was not being very clear, pretty much generalising the act. This made me answer. Still being unclear, his next post was this. That was when I reprised.What he described had pretty much fit my situation, and I took it as mine. After all, I was extremely sure of it.As expected, he replied. Things got really heated up at this point. He continued. I instantly shot back, and continued.
His reply? Something struck me, and I'll reveal what it was later.But these were the final two posts in that incident. My killing blow, and his apology.
Why did it end so abruptly? It was because I found the hidden motive. I raised an OBJECTION! He was keen on lashing out on me, I knew it. But I initiated it due to the misunderstanding that his 1st post was meant for me. You see, it was this certain emotion, virus, feeling, whatever you call it. It's called jealousy. It exists in every one of us. We at some point, are jealous of somebody over something. This time, he was jealous of me. Truthfully speaking, I've been jealous of him before. Of all the attention, sometimes. Yes, it's the attention that swarms to his blog, and other undisclosed reasons.
What happens when a conflict arises, and both parties argue? It isn't beneficial in any way. We humans are capable of the most beautiful things in life, and at the same time, the ugliest.
Daniel Jeyachristi Jude-Valentine Anthony, I have presented to you, just a fraction of the evidence I have procured from the scene of the crime, your blog. Although I may have seemed harsh on your blogging methods and how you handle it, it is none of my concern. I am merely stating my opinions.
To see that you would end your blog is a sad thing. Why? I can present some evidence to you, if you would like. Please recall paragraphs 4 and 5 in one of your earlier posts. It is obvious that you love your blog with a passion. You wouldn't give it up for the world. It is your gateway to the outside world, to tell the world your emotions, to vent out all that pent up anger. It is part of your life, and killing this blog means taking a part of your life and throwing it away, just like that.
Honestly, I'm ashamed of you. At the thought of giving your blog...a coda. Sometimes, blogging just isn't a mere tool to convey your message across to the world. It is a place, where great memories are preserved, hopefully for a lifetime. And those memories can never be experienced ever again. They can only be relived through imagination, and of course, articles regarding those memories. And that's what I see your blog as. A place for great memories.
Recall this post if you would. Many other posts bear the same type of emotion. Sometimes if you just push aside all the negative things and whatnot, everything will seem brighter.I have pretty much said about all there is for me to say. Though, there is still much to see and talk about regarding the blog. However, I shall leave it as that. As I've stated earlier, it is a place full of memories. And memories should NEVER be wiped away.
~ IceSky
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