I’m defending this wall that sorrounds me. I’ve seen off those that come near, I say to myself that it’s for their sake, but really it’s for me. I’m a wounded soldier, weary of everything – as it’s things that you assume are safe that hurt you the most and stay with you, that scare …
Month: October 2009
What happens matters – maybe only to us.
the water droplets run off me, within me its warm – its sore to know that each day is the same. the furnace room is dry and its ferociously still. the wind is blowing so fierce outside and its so quite here in my mind. i want to die for while, turn off and forget …
+Fravia, you are now without need, nor without pain – You have brought and leave a legacy, an approach and style to the art of understanding how programs are written that will not be forgotton.
a reoccurring dream I have, a misplaced theme perhaps – that I am falling from a great height, I am sensing the end is near and I’m expecting the sky to disappear. a reoccurring thought I have, discerning fight has been fought and as the last man stands – I realise, that – nothing really …
I dont have a lot of time – soon it’ll be gone and I realise that up until this point that I’ve had a good time and I’ve enjoyed it. But as the tide leaves the shores, and calls me to sea, it think how much more I could have lived, and it makes me …
You can’t really find fault in instinct. It’s inherent in the design. The design is perfect, and such us instict that is attributed due to it. Sometimes I think it’s the easy answer to every action governed by it. Also, sometimes I think it’s a sure sign of the most correct answer nature gives us …
Its an interesting time, when you know its the end. When decisions are made that seem to make sense, that for some reason don’t argue or fight for alternative reasons. When you know that its time to stop, to realise that its enough now and nothing will follow. interesting times these – those that speak …