Friday 16 May 2014

A poll about holds

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A poll about holds...? A poll about holds...?

Which one would you choose...?

Holding hands or Hugs
To hold back a dark secret from your friends or To be opened with them
To hold in your feelings about someone or To tell him / her right away
To hold out in a difficult situation or To run away from it
No holds barred or Moral limits

Why?


Other Answers:




Probably holding hands and hugging my girlfriend.



hugs all the way full body touching is the best

and never hold back on secrets feelings or bad situations they will eat at you and become worse

and you always have to be opened minded and try everything at leaste once



1. both
2. hold back unless they can really be trusted and i mean really
3. hold until i know what i feel is real and true
4. definitely hold out unless running away would solve the problem
5. moral limits : we arent civilized monkeys



The things I would not wish to bear, neither would I burden my friends with them. It seems easier to try to bear their burdens and ease them on our road, as we walk it for the time, at least, together.

The things which haunt our dreams, I have learned, are not chasing us. When we are pursued, in dreams so also in life, that which pursues can be stopped, by merely turning to it and asking what it wants and why.

Often in a nightmare, we enter sleep determined to slay the thing. We take our arms, our swords and guns, into the dream, when the thing chases, we turn, and our gun dissolves into dust before it. Our swords break.

How can this be? But then one day, we realize that the reason our minds do not allow us to slay the thing, is because the thing is us. To slay our relentless pursuer is thus an act of suicide.

Any secret any darkness of the soul, would be something common, or if we tell it to a friend the friend might laugh because he feels his burden is much greater.

Perhaps to share a fear is far heavier on the soul than to try to share happiness. And perhaps that is the greatest of fears, that our friends cannot bear ours.

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