there is a mesmeriszing quality to perspective
for today i remember the antics we used to get up to
and i remember your life as well lived and loved.

thank you 

I am so lonely now for
Someone that I never knew
I am so homesick now for
Someplace I will never be

Time won't let me go
Time won't let me go
If I could do it all again
I'd go back and change everything
But time won't let me go

- The Bravery

The time for meeting has gone
and all that remains are shadows and memories
the time to be together has run
ahead lies shrouded and unpainted

two dreams and two conversations that are no longer possible
both dear hearts that are happier now and beyond touch
but returning to the waking world, 
the emptiness is near unbearable for a moment

can someone explain to me the concept of self fulfilling prophecies?

are they things that are not likely to happen unless you resign yourself to the inevitability of them?
or are they going to happen anyway which is what leads to the resignation?

night time slows, raindrops splash rainbows
perhaps someone you know, could sparkle and shine
as daydreams slide to colour from shadow
picture the moonglow, that dazzles my eyes
and i love you

just lying smiling in the dark
shooting stars around your heart
dreams come bouncing in your head
pure and simple everytime
now you're crying in your sleep
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one week
seven days
seems hardly much time
yet it was enough to tire
enough to bare
the sorest of insecurities
and the oldest of wearinesses

now to the arms of friends
to the lips of lovers
to the warmth of dawn
or the embrace of night

may we all find our peace
may we all find forgiveness
may we all find home

After little less than 2 years, dear old Gheera has given up the ghost
when plugged in, she plaintively displayed a small tired icon of an ipod with its eyes crossed out

and quietly died

I'll miss her singing to me
especially at times when there was only her voice

goodbye dear friend


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it just occured to me
sitting by a brazen wolf
keyless and cardless

i could not go home
nor to the other two
unceremoniously kicked out of both

its been a week of records
and happy birthday you blasted island

it is said that the children inevitably end up echoing traits of their parents,
believe that there is some truth to this for both the good and bad traits,
for the good, little need be said 
its the bad that is intriguing,

undeniably, it is these bad traits that irk us so and stem everything from youthful rebellion to furious adulthood arguments

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it one of those quirky days,
beginning with displays of living art and intricate canvases of flesh
to miniature giants on the bongos
and leopard printed fire dancers

but the ending has to be an absolute winner
having almost literally carried their beloved little one safely home
the finish?
a big affirmative boot to the arse and out the door
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