Thursday, September 07, 2006
- 12:44 am
we all fall down. listening to silence is fun when your in a quiet room with white walls and a white ceiling and bathing in a sea of sterility but its not as fun as damp grass with a dark purple sky and a nice chill breeze for company. i dont want clean unmarked whiteness but i want personality. singing was ever for people who knew they had themselves to lean on during these sour times but we always remembered the pretty girl with the ponytail and the big smile who was flashing us the thumbs up all of 15 years ago with the end of war and the dawning of something new. not so much of a morning as it was the sun rising again in the afternoon, but we tend to confuse ourself with the deluge of imagery and colour drowning out the resonance of the aforementioned silence in our head. yes.
what do you do when a close friend shuts up completely and becomes dead cold for no apparent reason? it happened 10 months ago and again for stress- and i do not know but bitterness is no salve for unopened wounds and compassion doesnt work but pride dictates that with the failure of the latter comes the former, and i dont really care for either because im a nice guy. im a merry old soul with a twinkle in my eye and a skip in my step because im a nice guy. im a jolly young chap who is confounded by the lack of any answer as to his friends dearth of response, im a happy snappy man who doesnt give a fuck because giving a fuck is what people who are blind do- but i see the stars and i see the sky and i see beauty because i know life for a certain uncertain friend. do you remember our videos, our pictures, our everything? do you remember our meetings and outings and summer flights? because i dont want to remember any more and i wont remember anymore because change was not always a bad thing, because for now, change is my friend, because for now, change is my life.
do you remember?
because i dont.
not anymore.
fin
hit the stars
