floating

2006/06/07

Hold the Breath

Breathing – copied from the dictionary: The bodily process of inhalation and exhalation; the process of taking in oxygen from inhaled air and releasing carbon dioxide by exhalation, be alive.
Take it as you wish but you can’t deny that it is essential. There is no point in discussing if you like to breathe or not: it is something you do, something you can’t live without, it is a part of you (and there are some other things in life similar to that).
Now a question: why do we sometimes hold the breath?
To see if we are immortal, to see how long we can suffer, because we think we have to, because we think it is a right thing to do, because we never gave up on anything? We just do.
Let me remind you how beautiful is the second before we hold the breath: we try to enjoy the air as much as we can and at that moment we would never thought of it as polluted. We want it not only in our lungs BUT IN EVERY SINGLE PART OF OUR BODY. And it makes us shiver. And when we think we have got enough of it (although it is never really enough) we prepare to suffer, to go through the pain of letting go of air, hopefully not forever. And we do it, we say goodbye, take the last and the sweetest breath and hold it. A new world arises before us where all the senses get new forms and dimensions. It is beautiful in its own crazy way, beautiful, but you still long for air. You may even breathe in (when no one is watching) and hold the breath again just to have some hope again.
You know this won’t take long, it shouldn’t take long, you can’t be living like this…
And it stops, you succeeded the challenge and you are so happy because you can breathe normally again.
Will you miss holding the breath?
Yes.
But there will come a time when you’ll have to do it again, maybe even holding it for good; make it become your life or maybe even your death.
Just forget about it. Forget it. You’re breathing now, life is beautiful once more.
Now breathe with me, let’s breathe together, forget about the polluted air it must sting a bit the pain tells you that you’re alive.
We are alive and we should breathe and we will breathe!

posted by calamity @ 6/07/2006 05:50:00 pm

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