in dark nights, I wake to find no sound, for sound is dead. In dark nights I find myself listening to the vibrations of nothing screaming at me. In dark nights I neither see nor hear the darkness that stalks me. In dark nights I cannot know the impending attack nor my enemies names. In …
how can I have a complete picture of you? I haven’t got a complete picture of me.
What is it to have a full life? is it to enjoy the present, each moment at a time or is it to experiance as much as possible in life? [Posted with iBlogger from my iPhone]
I see them at stations, waiting for trains. I see them in the crowd coming towards me, crossing a busy Oxford street. I over hear them when They’re talking in the street. But it’s a mistake; My mind unwinds and makes me find, old feelings lost in time. Secrets about me, are fading… The ones …
I think people that are over modest are the most pleasing people I come across. They seem to appreciate something more that is entirely above us
My very nature it seems is to be unsure. Even when there is a clear indication, still I try in vain to find the purest form of the answer – this is my flaw. And when I think about it, nothing is pure, everything we do as humans is to define upon assumptions due to …
What’s worse, is it the thought of failure in life, lost love, no love or no life? Sometimes I think the worst thing in this world is hating oneself, because with that as ones motivation and emotion and self realization being the most powerful things in life – one can really mess things up.
I wonder what the world would be like if we never worried or worry was not apart of our daily lives. It almost seems that worrying is what makes our existance. There is nothing that we do that is not base on worry. Everything in life must depend on worry – only perhaps the degrees …
What hurts the most is leaving people behind. How I feel infected by this need to do so – pretending that it must be so and I believe it. Maybe somehow I’ll find out what it means to keep things,
Sometimes I wonder what let’s me down the most, thinking with my head or thinking with my heart? Thinking with my heart makes me feel alive and it drives me to the unknown but for this the price is pain. Thinking with my head separates me from the world, removes my instincts yet makes me …