January 7th 2021, saw birth of a collective poetry written by two complete strangers, on Twitter. It seems so far now that I could barely remember it when I accidentally came across the tweet while scrolling – I paused and marvelled at the epiphany.
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Where do the lines blur
Between want and need
Between you and me? (Turcenm)
Where are the lines drawn
Between love and fear
Between far and near? (DeBDubois)
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Time feels like a spiderweb, any movement and it sends ripples of vibration. That poem reminded me of a different me, from a different space in time. One that hadn’t yet realised the fast and furious change she was about to go through. My friends keep saying – “he really did a number on you”. How I keep wondering – did he though? Was this not a lesson waiting in time for me to learn? If everything is connected, this was bound to happen. He was just a pawn in the grand scheme of… something?!?
Let’s call it parallels. Not sure how to explain this thought, but it seems to me that in-order-to learn something I had to go through a phase/set of tests – to understand my own growth. Growth and time stand parallel to emotions and experience. Innocence was long lost, only I needed to be self-aware of that loss. Blurred lines that define “want and need” while drawing lines that reflect “love and fear”. Love and fear as a mirror reflection of blurry definition separating want from need. That’s how I see it now.
I might have written that collective poetry half-consciously, but it took me 8 months to be full-conscious of what I truly meant.
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[“I want you” can be easily said because it is for you to serve the pleasure of the person who wants you; “I need you” is not easily said because it is selfless and an acceptance of someone else’s importance and value beyond you. … Someone who wants you comes to take; someone who needs you comes to share.]
ANTHROPOLOGY OF LOVE 