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a black hole of words
a spiral of dreams






a random excerpt:

" flower in winter
soon to wither
a life in stone
to see it in bloom
whither do we bemoan?
sleep well april showers,
if ever in winter december
the snow's beauty veiled by cold.
do not mind the unmoving white
tip it over, let it fall once more "



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Thursday, May 12, 2005


random thoughts: the downward spiral

I have not written a proper piece since Jan and
I'm afraid i might not do so for a long time more.
My recent short compositions appear to me detached
and apathetic, unable to capture the innumerable
emotions in their essence. Shallow and lacking
direction; how else can i describe them other than
them being spiritless and banal. Hah! i feel
foolish even talking about them. Let's end this
here for the time being.


stargazing -
a drug to conjure a world
where one could lie
by the green and dream.
And gaze at the stars
in peace.



random thoughts : a dream of stars


On many a night on my way home, i would unwittingly
turn my head to the heavens to gaze at the stars
above. At that moment, my mind would be liberated
of any thoughts or worries, and it is at this
moment that i feel truly free. Gazing at the stars
makes one realize how small and insignificant you
really are when compared to the vast and mysterious
universe we dwell in. And in this fact i find my
solace. However it's an indulgence that i refrain
myself from partaking in for the life I have chosen
does not permit it.

More likely that not, the life that we are born into
in this society(may not be applicable to all i guess)
is bode down with expectations and the pressure to
achieve a more than comfortable living constantly.
The more fortunate ones would be able to pursue their
more 'practical' ambitions and dreams but what about
others with their lofty aspirations that are deemed
impractical and others which are simply tagged as
nonsensical. And so they say, there is a fork stuck
in the road. It doesn't help when you are a idealist,
a cynic and absolutely practical slash logical to no
ends at the same time. Don't ask me how is that
possible. I shall quote a line, " I'm complicated."
Haha.



let the earth don a smile in my place
wave my goodbyes for me.
hark to the wind,
let me pass please.
i'm getting tired
do not halt now.

- Dec 2003

Jack within my peace 10:49 PM

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