Nature's first green is gold, Her hardest hue to hold Her early leaf's a flower; But only so an hour Then leaf subsides to leaf So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day Nothing gold can stay -robert frost-
Tuesday, August 02, 2005
- 5:00 pm
shes uncertain if she likes him but she knows she really loves him
this is so sad. here we are, sitting in the lecture theatre; here i am, awash in a flow of emotion so steady its almost comforting, more reassuringly so than the exhaustive torpor i have been steeped in the past few days. and now and then the soft silence of my thoughts are punctuated by a dull throbbing noise i would know to be an irritating nuance, and it is unwelcome. she talks too much, and its all rubbish. shut up, please, for the love of god, shut up. she reminds me of humpty dumpty but i guess we all have our own ways of seeing things. like the story of the emperor who wore clothes so fine nobody could see it until one bright morning a young boy pointed this out in a loud and clear voice; and just like that you get the story of 'the emperor who had no clothes'. but if you knew a bit more, it would be 'The Story Of The Boy Who Got a Well Deserved Thrashing from His Dad For Being Rude To Royalty and Was Locked Up' Or the story of the 'Whole Crowd Who Were Rounded Up by the Guards and Told "This Didnt Happen, OK? Does Anyone Want to Argue?"'. its all good.
i dont believe in him i dont want to be worked by him i dont want to be held by him i am the greatest sinner sin hallelujah for lack of being though his will be done there is no kingdom come neither in heaven nor on earth the greatest sinner was i blood drops from my lips as words drenched in unholy water when nothing is holy then those lives are a lie they are all dead not like i sin hallelujah i am a sinner i am privy to his will i grow cold and wearisome my heart stays still we were the sinners we lived not till we firmly believed in his damned will his will be done yet no kingdom come neither in heaven nor on earth i am a sinner the greatest sin was i hallelujah i hold before me buried in grief a deepening sense of disbelief its written in blood all over the sky buried in mud unable to die thrice before the number seven deliver me now away from heaven i dont believe i am a sinner so come as we grieve come watch me fall come as i call come as i call watch as we die watch as we try im supposed to be dead get out of my head held in good stead get out of my head there never was his kingdom come they live their lies like they would their lives and then they die and realise what never was and then they cry
problem play. im sick of that phrase. i cannot stand the stupidity and cannot find any sense to deciphering meanings that do not exist from words with clear intentions. forget it. its a rip story.
we waste our time moving about in circles about a point of contention that does not really exist. nobody really knows what they should be doing; yet they know that they should be doing something. so utterly stupid.
cold bears down upon us all the sleeping kings crown is about to fall
the seconds pass ever so slowly what never was makes us so lonely
what never was what never will lost is the cause time now stays still
nothing now moves church bells ring now you are dead my winter fling
you are starting to melt and then you will die i stand and laugh as winters fingers pull away from the ground the snow we flay like flesh from a wound and then is gone no longer bound by earthly means and never found there is nobody there never was and nothing is sought no will is wrought there is no kingdom come not in heaven neither on earth i am the greatest sinner and a sin am i sin;sin;sin
hallelujah
nothing gold can stay
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