Wednesday, March 14, 2007
- 1:26 am
to write is to create. it is to craft words and vowels into tangible thoughts and ideas, to be grappled with in the colloseum of the mind. words create, words build, words rejoice in their world of limitless creation, words are the wings of delivery on the winds of change.
they console you.
to write is to escape.
fin
- 1:21 am
sometimes you wonder if its a one man show,
and you hope not.
nobody crosses roads alone while they're still small.
fin
- 12:37 am
a denial
even now these times of nothingness find themselves becoming a touch trying. silence covers all but still fails to fully conceal a certain unnatural gloom that has since become acquainted with it, in this, the deepest part of the night, in this passage.
life finds ways of twisting and twining itself about the persona, slowly and quietly feeling its way about with such determination as would shame a class of 'a' level students on the caffiene patch, inexorably winding about the essence of being before suddenly, in a flash of fury (or brilliance if you prefer it so) falling apart. such is the manner of all things.
the stars twinkle down merrily, so i wink back at them with something akin to joy, defiance and a certain degree of delusion. the clouds, feeling jealous of this unrequisited attention given to their heavenly counterparts move in quickly to steal the limelight (or in this case, moonlight) and bask in the glow of being. then they zip away!, off to strange places where nothing will find them; and the sun rises.
my spirits lift.
fin
Sunday, March 04, 2007
- 2:19 am
post a level feely goodness song time!
(bhavan can sing along)
i am so smart,
i am so smart,
la la la la,
i am so smart.
fin
Friday, March 02, 2007
- 8:57 pm
did pretty decently for the a's,
looks like i can go to law skool then.
who would've thought, at this-
the end of days?
well, goodbye then, i guess.
its been good.
fin
hit the stars
