Burn it!

There are many different types of self in one person, someone once said. Some we know well enough, some we barely know at all. The emotional self is one where it determines how you love and be loved.

I liken my emotional self to that of a Phoenix. Knowing phoenix, having a pattern of self destruction via consumption by flame and resurrection from ashes. Yet tears of phoenix have great healing powers. Once I made a decision to love, the whole self contained the full emotions and love I have for the people I love. The flame of emotions and love overwhelming and fully consuming. Can the phoenix control the very flame that it started? If it can, it was never a phoenix in the first place.

To the phoenix, love can never be compartmentalise and should not be compartmentalise. Ironically, to the people the phoenix love, it was the over-whelming flame that attracts them and the same flame that they wish to control. To the phoenix, lif e is short and precious. Be dare to love fully and completely cos you may not get the same chance to love that person that steps into your life again. Many let that slip through the fingers, thinking that somehow someone, somewhere that person may come by again.The phoenix have seen many loving in a manner that seems like it was rationing during war and if love came to that stage where rationing is a practice, that love becomes pathetic.

Having the self destructive flame is not irrational. In fact the phoenix weighs the pros and cons much more than anyone else, it was just the every nature of it to love. If today is your last day on earth, would that change the way you love today? If the answer is yes, you have not love enough. To the phoenix, she loves as if each day is the last day.

The flame do die one day when the love to keep it going is rationed and pathetic, from the ashes came a new self and a new flame. Burn it, phoenix! A phoenix is a phoenix.