to know what one wants is to know what one doesn’t want. to laugh is not to cry, to smile is not to frown. To love is to love, it is no other way. To feel the sunlight touch your face in the afternoon is having children.
Month: December 2008
there was a time when I sang with words, played many instruments to tell my stories. But now, the poetic justice does not have the same effect I once intended it to have. Now I speak plainly without overstatement. There comes a time in a mans life when decisions have to be made to define …
Sometimes i wonder and think that the right time is never apon us. We can only choose when it is the right time. its not that the time will come, it wont, we need to prove that the time is exactly when we say it is so. if we are too scared to make this …
I left things they way I did because of how you left them with me. You owe me as I owe you – Sometimes I try to forget but that never works, deep within, lies a cold stone untouched since it was placed there, no matter how hard I avoid it, it still remains there, …
life is what happens while you are planning it – John Lennon.
Eyesight is brilliant. The ability to interpret life in it’s physical soroundings is surely a miracle for the mind, a playground for the senses. Sometimes I wonder what life really is, if we had no perception of visual interpretation? How would we percieve touching something without sight ? Would patterns exist without sight? Would organisation …
The thing about being unsure is that you try to do everything to the best of your abilities. Because frankly, you are not too sure if that’s enough.
I’ve realized that its all about deciding – then once you’ve decided, all that is left is execution. deciding is the difficult part of everything in life – just deciding. What to eat, what to do, why, because etc… But I’ve come to know that when it comes to deciding, it only constitutes a few …
Blueprints stain my mind, designs of you – the unfinished thought, overlay my soul. I’m designing you, trying to. Stains mess up my thoughts of you. Stains from these thoughts I design. Drafted lies become real in these plans of you. Things you said, lies to keep me from things you knew. I know now. …
Sometime – just fuck it. Sometimes – I’m so sorry Sometimes – I didn’t know Sometimes – brilliant Sometimes – never Sometimes I just totally forget to realize the internal tormoil within. Maybe if all leaves this place, most will go and what will remain only the good parts of me. Maybe fire burns only …