A few days ago, perhaps a week, my watch died on me.

This comes as somewhat of a disappointment-I generally never take off my watch.  It's somewhat an extension of who I am, an extra eye that can glance into the depths of time and, having done so, keep me aware of where I am ( Read more... )

Sometimes, you take a step forward, and find you've lost your footing.  The moment you reach the top of the peak you are given the vision of a mountaintop yet higher, obscured by the very goal you strove for.

                Full ( Read more... )

There are some aspects of my past it does not seem I will ever be able to leave behind-an innate and overwhelming sense of sorrow and yearning to be loved completely and selflessly.  It's something I've never quite experienced, though I yearn for it so much.  Today this song, by Sinéad O'Connor, has made me cry more than once.

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( Borrowed from Marie (again), relating to my LJ )

Il n'y a pas de mots
pour ce moment
dans l'aube de joie;
la naissance d'une vie nouvelle,
complète.
J'ai trouvé tous entre tes levres,
la sourire de mon coeur.
J'essaie, pas d'écrire, mais simplement
d'adorer davantage une femme
si près de mes rêves.

Je t'aime.

( More general silliness - music & more inclus - ANSWERS! )

( Quizzle. )

There are two modes of expression one may take in this life.  One can engineer, or one can perform.  In a way, these are the two forms of talent and creation ( Read more... )