Like polar opposites, I’ve always wondered if they/we exist on the same magnet, or exist as two polar opposites of two different ones.
But they say, magnetic fields are the forces encountered by two permanent magnets. Oh, how beautiful it can come in many shapes, and also very much with many conflicting desires?
Try to fathom if both attraction and repulsion can coexist. I know there is something odd. I’m not sure if I actually like having this magnetic force field. Sometimes it scares me a little with its infinity and uncertainty. Sometimes it calms me down with its stability and strange pull -
pretty much, like a routine.
Nevertheless, I believe my perception is largely reduced the more I know. There is an discomfort in attempting to pin down the exact nature of this experience – for I feel finite in my own personal force field that is constructed within the confines of the infinite.
Still, though incredibly powerful, the field lines remain to be invisible. At the age where attraction is experienced before it is understood, perhaps they are meant to be. Permanent magnets do not understand the motion of time and distance. When they attract each other, there is nothing else but the yearning to be close to each other.
They only know when it feels right to be with each other.
From a fledgling writer eavesdropping her own mind.
There, they coalesce as lumps in our throats.