That's just the way it is
currently listening to tupac's "changes"
Been really tired today for some reason. A kind of strange day. Doing alot of writing in my journal. Hoping to oneday discover the meaning of life in my scratchings. But seriously, just starting to shell out the next project. Searching for some kind of deeper meaning. Trying to find some sort of resolution. Clarity. A lot of thoughts tumbling around.
Monday, December 18, 2006
season greetings
Sunday, December 10, 2006
Lone Star
In my old appartment, I used to climb up to onto the roof. In the dark, one rung at a time, up the ladder, wind blowing. It was the most exhilirating feeling, of newness and freedom. Sitting on the roof, feet dangling over the edge. The city would gaze back at me, its lights blinking. Promising me new possibilities.
Some nights you can picture buildings being swept away. Everything you ever had just slipping away.
A glimpse out of the window. There's only you and a single lone star.
And out of the billions of people that are living and have lived before you, does it really matter how you feel? What you do?
The lone star shakes its head. And it makes me smile.
Some nights you can picture buildings being swept away. Everything you ever had just slipping away.
A glimpse out of the window. There's only you and a single lone star.
And out of the billions of people that are living and have lived before you, does it really matter how you feel? What you do?
The lone star shakes its head. And it makes me smile.
Friday, December 08, 2006
a toast
I've realised that adversity plays a subtle, yet powerful role in shaping us.
It could be something that started back when we were children. Something small, a careless comment by a stranger that they have long forgotton, but for some unknown reason we still contintue to carry inside us.
Words that were meant to tear us down instead only awakened a fighting spirit. A spirit to prove itself.
So I guess in some ways, I guess I can be thankful for those hard times and harsh words. In some kind of warped way it brought out some of the best things in me.
It could be something that started back when we were children. Something small, a careless comment by a stranger that they have long forgotton, but for some unknown reason we still contintue to carry inside us.
Words that were meant to tear us down instead only awakened a fighting spirit. A spirit to prove itself.
So I guess in some ways, I guess I can be thankful for those hard times and harsh words. In some kind of warped way it brought out some of the best things in me.