IT MAKES A DIFFERENCE,
every. single. one. of. us.
(turn off your lights, pray for an hour. it doesn't hurt to do our bit for the planet we live in.)
28.3.09
26.3.09
Pho,fear
People are afraid,
everyone of us.
Heights, Cats, Rats,
Darkness, Laughter,
or even the number thirteen.
But this is not fear,
for you know where it comes from.
Then again,
some phobias cannot be defined,
this is fear.
for we do not know what are we truly afraid of.
and yet,
we are scared,
everyone of us.
What am I afraid of?
What are You afraid of?
What are we all guarding ourselves against?
everyone of us.
Heights, Cats, Rats,
Darkness, Laughter,
or even the number thirteen.
But this is not fear,
for you know where it comes from.
Then again,
some phobias cannot be defined,
this is fear.
for we do not know what are we truly afraid of.
and yet,
we are scared,
everyone of us.
What am I afraid of?
What are You afraid of?
What are we all guarding ourselves against?
by
S. and her comrade
@
00:12
21.3.09
when i grow up, i want to travel, visit new places, meet new people, try new dishes. an island, a country, a region, then a continent. how nice would that be!
by
S. and her comrade
@
10:07
19.3.09
Big things expressed simply.
Absence diminishes small love, and increases great ones; as the wind blows out the candle and fans the bonfire.
(1613--1680
Duc de La Rochefocauld)
it's amazing how people so ancient can come up with a quote so impactful like this. Unassuming, bare and naked--put across plainly and to some point, blatantly. So much that when I stumbled across it, it jumps out and screams at me, well literally. So, i replied, "hell, this is true. damn right."
(1613--1680
Duc de La Rochefocauld)
it's amazing how people so ancient can come up with a quote so impactful like this. Unassuming, bare and naked--put across plainly and to some point, blatantly. So much that when I stumbled across it, it jumps out and screams at me, well literally. So, i replied, "hell, this is true. damn right."
by
S. and her comrade
@
18:46
11.3.09
Snail + Mails
i love snails,
i love mails.
their surprise,
like a prize.
A priceless posession, an addition to .....
i love mails.
their surprise,
like a prize.
A priceless posession, an addition to .....
by
S. and her comrade
@
20:57
Voices.
----
now dual voices speak,
one stronger than the other,
in a roaring tumult within the narrow channels of my ears.
like waves beaching up shore,
lesser the serenity,
greater the discordance-
in disagreements.
i am amazed.
at how a short span of time (3 months)
have the ability to rob away,
passion-
and what used to matter.
this rush of life,
i thought i understood so well.
now turned its back against me,
and flew-
away from my grasp.
(i should be completing my work now.
oh shut up!
i forbid you from speaking.)
now dual voices speak,
one stronger than the other,
in a roaring tumult within the narrow channels of my ears.
like waves beaching up shore,
lesser the serenity,
greater the discordance-
in disagreements.
i am amazed.
at how a short span of time (3 months)
have the ability to rob away,
passion-
and what used to matter.
this rush of life,
i thought i understood so well.
now turned its back against me,
and flew-
away from my grasp.
(i should be completing my work now.
oh shut up!
i forbid you from speaking.)
by
S. and her comrade
@
20:23
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