Scorched earth, acrid air
glowing reflection on lake's
waters shows blaze
glowing reflection on lake's
waters shows blaze
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
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Monday, May 11, 2009
Gypsy Ethereal Curtain
Falling from the heavens unto me, traces of you form perfect beads. Shaped by gravity and pressure, they plunge from above and seek their targets. A celestial curtain, a gypsies ethereal wall. Obscuring that within reach but yet clearing the heavy air. I now thread lightly on the newly washed path. After the forced break I see my target clearer than ever.
Is that what rain is for? a mandatory break to refresh and reconsider. Does the monotonous become blinding and suffocating? or is monotony a side effect of our own suffocating blindness.
Either way the rain is welcome and so are you.
Copyright (c) 2009
Is that what rain is for? a mandatory break to refresh and reconsider. Does the monotonous become blinding and suffocating? or is monotony a side effect of our own suffocating blindness.
Either way the rain is welcome and so are you.
Copyright (c) 2009
Treatment
In a new universe of free thought and unimagined consequences I dare to live. The day to day fallacies of my old life are just bad dreams in this new realityscape. Every so often I awake from an all too familiar nightmare, a bit disoriented and always wondering if the dream i wake from is my reality and the reality I wake to is just my dream. Strangers things have happened and living two lives wouldn't be such an awful thing even if neither is close to perfection.
Finding myself now in any reality and aware of some of my surroundings leaves me with a bitter taste, just like the hangover after taste from a night of cheap booze. I take that as a side effect of reality swapping. A reminder, no matter what I do here I still have to return to my other life.
As much as I have done here I have done there, and yet the feelings of inadequacy and of need to achieve more, rarely leave me. It is not the sense of failure but that of an urgency to do more. Always need to do more.
So with this sense of being two in one, of one in two places, I live everyday, and today is the day I try to piece it all together.
Copyright (c) 2009
Finding myself now in any reality and aware of some of my surroundings leaves me with a bitter taste, just like the hangover after taste from a night of cheap booze. I take that as a side effect of reality swapping. A reminder, no matter what I do here I still have to return to my other life.
As much as I have done here I have done there, and yet the feelings of inadequacy and of need to achieve more, rarely leave me. It is not the sense of failure but that of an urgency to do more. Always need to do more.
So with this sense of being two in one, of one in two places, I live everyday, and today is the day I try to piece it all together.
Copyright (c) 2009
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