Connection Is The Energy That Is Created Between People When They Feel Seen, Heard, And Valued.

Everything is fine there

Shen Yueh, translated by Kenneth Rexroth, from "Farewell to Fan Yun at an Ch'eng,"

level: impossible

Imagine being loved the way you love

Life be hitting dry spells , like where’s the plot twist

how do you live knowing pieces of you exist in a world where I don’t?

One day, maybe,

his eyes will look at me again—

but from another face.

A child running, laughing,

with pieces of him that aren't mine.

And I’ll be walking through it all—

touching everything we knew.

A flower,

the grass,

the lies written in the photos.

He’s everywhere,

just never with me.

But tell me—

how could you share a piece of yourself

with someone else?

I just watched Lost and Found (天涯海角) 1996, and I’m still thinking about it. The way it starts off all mysterious, not giving much away about the characters, but totally fitting the title Lost and Found. The first thing the main character says is, "I’m looking for hope," and it hits differently. The question is, can he help her find it? In the end, he becomes the hope she needed – like a person who makes her feel alive, showing her another side of world & herself that’s both intriguing and real. It’s crazy how life always has hidden sides that we don’t notice until we meet certain people or go through specific experiences that make us realize, hey, there’s more to this life than what we see! Otherwise, we’d just stay in our little bubble, unaware and kinda bored with how things seem so routine.

What I loved about the movie is the relationship between the two main characters. Their love wasn’t all butterflies and dates; it was more like a quiet, supportive bond built on friendship, trust, and shared journeys. It’s almost like their love story sneaks up on you – you don’t even realize when they fell for each other. It’s such a gradual, pure love. Like, real love isn’t just a feeling; it’s everything that happened between them.

They said I have to stop the world if I want to stop the feeling.

And here I am, standing at its edge—

The whole world has come to a halt, yet I remain like a river, refusing to flow anywhere but to you.

داخل كل شخص مجرة من الأفكار والتجارب والذكريات، محيطات من المشاعر والرغبات، وأقمار تدور حول أحلامه.