Saturday, May 30, 2009

My week so far.

Im bored and irritated.
Also hungry.

-yawn-

Time to get to work in an empty house.

Level 20 with a Tire iron it is.

Oh we graduated. Yay.

Monday, May 11, 2009

random thunkings.

When you wake up in the morning, what’s your first thought? When you listen to my voice what do you hear? Will there be more days to pass by silently or sleepless nights? You will dance today for the world is yours. Or you make it seem so. Tomorrow again, you look for me. And soon you will push me into day before. For again, your day will come to dance, dear child and dance you shall. You will build your own world and dream your own dreams. I will be needed no more – to push or to keep. So I will stand now, my child. I will go. There is no business here. You will look at me for no answers.

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You know what you think, I merely see it. I am that shiny silver part of your room, in front of you now. I see what you see, and yet we both know to hide it well. Some days you wake up and you like what you see. Those are the days I like too. Some days you don’t even need to look and I can still see you. I reflect you faithfully. Some days I look away and you pull me towards you. You force me to look. And then I see it. I see you. I see me. I see our life.

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You feel mad today. Just like yesterday and the day before. You think it shall never change. I see your world, but only sometimes. Dear child, the waiting will end. But I do not know what happens after. Nor does he and nor will she. I stay with you today, I give you hope. Tomorrow, I shall be on my way. Looking in the opposite direction, when life moves forward, maybe fun. You neither know the way nor the destination. But you shall arrive. And somebody else will show you what lies yonder. Among the trees is a place. It’s broken down but can be mended. It is not yours. But one day it will be. That day you shall turn and head back the way you came and remember - It was fun.

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You drink and dance. You hear the music in you. You close your eyes and see her face, her sad smile. Next to her you see the writing. The beautiful words embrace your mind. You feel him kneel down beside you, you are about to do the same. You pray with all your heart, he is too. You stand and feel the raindrop, you feel her presence. You smiled that day. Then you wished and prayed again. Only this time you just saw her sad smile. Your wish came true, your prayers were answered. Open your eyes dear child, your angel stands far. Smile your sad smile, for you wished for those beside you and he left her flowers.

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You talk from far away. You wish you were here. Days pass without your presence. I feel you no more. Your smile makes me smile and your words make me believe. But I will see you no more. It is you. It is me. It is the world around us. It is them. For you, I hope we meet someday. For you, dear child, I will look away. For you, my brother, I will wait. For you, dear friend, I will write.