Saudade
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| Saudade |
In life there are moments beyond the realms of language. In Portuguese they called it 'saudade': a longing for something so indefinite as to be indefinable. Love affairs, miseries of life, the way things were, people already dead, those who left and the ocean that tossed them on the shores of a different land - all things born of the soul that can only be felt. A churning in your soul that thoughts cannot put to rest. Sometimes it is better to be indefinite and unfocused. There must be empty spaces in ourselves to liberate us. Vacuums in human life that remains unexplained and undefined to complete our overflowing lifestyles. That incompleteness that defy the logical choices to attain perfection. Let life be a journey to the emptiness within. For are we are not striving to be shining examples of perfection, but only to answer our conscience.
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