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, May 06, 2008
- 12:32 am
the surreality of being entraps us within the uncertainty of its boundaries. its funny the way the pendulum swings; sometimes so real and at other times you're just left with a touch of vapour in your hands where once felt something solid. the days grow older and older, depleted of meaning; to hold the past in fond regard and remember all that was and how it was. when now, the only way left to meaning is the future, to build and make your own. for everything that seems so real now starts to lose meaning, retaining only a sense of superficiality and slight bewilderment at the way you let things go. after all, you always did understand, so don't let yourself fall again. nothing is ever as important as they want you to believe. live fast, die young yknow? its all good.
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