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Friday, December 31, 2010, 10:56 AM
Ignorance is bliss but it's also the same indifference that quakes the foundation of continuity, you'll spend your whole life stuck in a limbo if you feed off nonchalance. To move on, to know just where courage will get you, you'd need to brave the unknown, eyes closed and heart beating like a clock. New perceptions and new philosophies unearth new grounds for comparison. Old ones thrown aside like a wet sock; useless and worthless. Thought a more calmer notion than before, a wider and more intelligent overview of the grand scheme of things without a moment's hesitation. Rebels calmed into pacifists but not silenced into conformists. You can put a mask and a chain over the destruction but you can never destroy the bohemian within. In that sense, I'm really just the same boy I was a decade ago when all I wanted was to make people smile and laugh. It's always been my one and only goal in life and I guess that is something that's never going to change. Sure, these days I write differently, think differently, feel more intelligent towards things unknown. It's a scary world out there but at some point we all face that breaking point, the definitive moment where you just know this is the right place for you and for someone else to be, cutting out the noise of the world like the edge of a packaging; The contents within spilling out like beans. There's a love in the air that transcends all that we know (or have known) of ourselves that tends to come only at this time of year. I'm glad for what happened and for what didn't happen. The differences that have been made were caused by the very nature of fate itself, the push and pull of our own circumstance in the midst of each other. Paths cross and tangle but also stray further than the opposite poles of the earth. I can't remember what I resolved to do last year nor the year before, probably (hopefully) because they've already been accomplished. This year? I can only wish and hope that everything I do becomes everything I want it to and that I keep who I am now, for at least as long as I can still recognize myself. I'll be all that I can (and more) for you and for myself and I'll try to never forget giving peace a chance. So here's to you, love, and to me, for all that we've been through and for all that we will be going through, for the months that passed and the years that will, the hours spent (and will be spent) laughing, doing absolutely nothing, for our very own insecurities that wait on the edge of the world for the biggest plunge into oblivion while the rest of us watch, for the words that slipped out of your mouth and mine, for whatever the hell it is you call love and for whatever the hell it is we've both seen the world to be, for nothing and for everything, here's a happy christmas and a bloody new year to all of you. Tuesday, December 28, 2010, 12:28 AM
Monday, December 27, 2010, 9:56 AM
'If you never try you'll never know just what you're worth.' I know now. I know exactly what I'm worth. But the world spins on like a bad movie. So pick yourself up, boy, strip your consciousness away from your inabilities and realize that the bigger world out there moves on, with or without you. Sunday, December 26, 2010, 10:13 PM
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Monday, December 20, 2010, 8:59 PM
No sound. Just the ocean's enticing call and the sound of newspaper reports on my untimely death circling my head like a hawk. I could see them staring from afar, getting smaller and smaller with each wave that pulled me back, they must have been screaming but my ears heard nothing but the alluring call of the ocean. It was my own folly. Try to cheat death and the ocean and it will let its full force be known. I felt a voice in my head threatening to crush me under the currents like the ocean was speaking to me, warning me to stay away. I could not feel the bottom and after 5 minutes my legs went numb, my body slowed down in a horrifying decrescendo. I spoke to God again for the longest time. I don't even remember saying anything, only that my head was in a flurry and words no longer made sense to me. And then a wave spits me back to shore, my legs dug into the sand and my fingers grasped on so tightly to the intangible grip that kept disfiguring itself in the ground. I turn behind me and there was a lady in green standing by the water, she looked at me and said 'This time, we will let you go. But try that again and you will be a slave to our music, you will know nothing but cold and fear and the very depths of your soul will be filled with the sand and the rotting corpses of fools like you.' Wednesday, December 15, 2010, 3:03 PM
Prediction and trust, oddly linked aspects that can swing either way, a sign could tell you the most important thing in the world and force you to react to it, or it could be literally nothing but a figment of the world's imagination, you, nothing but a distant echo of a thought. Insignificance then calls for the greater convergence that snowballs into a disaster. The straw that broke the camel's back? The secret is the million other straws beneath it. Thought, like the straws, break minds, escalate one's state of mind into assumption, deadly disease that spins out of control. I don't know what you're thinking, no words from your mouth should be taken to mean anything more than small talk. This assumption will be the very death of me, but there's a little part of me that really doesn't give a damn; I could hear you talk for hours and still be smiling. Monday, December 13, 2010, 1:13 AM
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Tomorrow, the 3rd of December at 11am, we shall be free men and women. There has never been anything more exciting that I've experienced in my life. |
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