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In who or what to trust?
personals [ Thoughts ]
bucket list

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by [ankhJOKER ]

2010-11-14  |     | 

I wonder if one can refrain from cheating his partner, even if you are left at the end of the world and no one can ever discover your act. I always get impressed about the scene in the movie "Bucket List". It is a movie with Jack Nicholson and Morgan Freeman, where the actor refuses the courteous ways of a young woman charming and beautiful, speaking in compelling words, surprisingly about the mountain he had been looking for a lifetime. He is at a huge distance from home and, certainly, nobody would ever find out about his affair.
In addition he lives the last days of life, trying to squeeze into them all the beauty that has been missing up to that time. And yet when that absolutely irresistible woman invites him into her room, he apologizes with teary eyes and excuses himself, because he is married.

I believe passionately in loyalty and I know that I could resist the advances of any Marilyn or Angelina, only and only because I love someone else. But my attitude somehow hinders me because analyzing this deep inside I am sure that nobody would ever do like me. In fact, I think, no matter how big the love for a woman or a man left at home, could somebody close to the end of the world would refuse a secret meeting. Perhaps old betrayals have poisoned me and I don’t believe in anyone to the end anymore.

Yes, in principle, I guarantee for myself, but however, sometimes I could not do that even for me. My soul hopes and dreams of ultimate flames, but my memory never stops to bring into my mind other examples coming to contradict every heartbeat. Still I wonder if I got sick with disbelief or mistrust and am in an ever present convalescence after past events, or maybe in fact things are exactly this way.

If so, we have to leave hope behind.

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