Those words haven't plucked my heart like they have just now since as long as I can remember. The last time i can remember voicing such an idea with such resonance was when i was fifteen and felt love for the first time. It's been nearly a year since I've seen you and still I feel as though you've given birth to feelings that I don't deserve. ( Read more... )

I love her. I love you.

I think the world is not yet ready to experience soft. Perhaps it is only my world that is not yet ready. Perhaps I am not yet ready ( Read more... )

The abyss of one's gaze
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Obliges one toward days
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Of metaphysical retreat
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To mount boundless feats
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Toward a knowledge of nothing
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In creation of something
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To satisfy the soul.

Can we choose who we want to be?

Is accepting ourselves for who we already are best?

I'd rather role play incessantly.

if only my thoughts could write themselves out.. its amazing the difference between the will and the intellect, many argue that the will has ahigher potency than the intellect, but i would disagree, for a many a time i find myself in my room alone thinking and wanting to write out the thoguths so that they would have some empirical value but way ( Read more... )

life is so boring ( Read more... )

So i just saw something in nature that i had to write down, for i know not if it will be experienced again, nor will i be able to remember having the experience. I was looking at trees, NOT ONE TREE, ALL OF THEM, and i saw, instead of a single tree swaying, or mutliple trees swaying, the entirety of nature swaying in different directions. It's ( Read more... )

My mind is fried, i can't think, can't organize things in my mind, on my own. Whenever i have a subject to write on i can do so without difficulty, but when i want to reflect on something on my own, i have nothing left to think about. I can't find anything, no attitudes toward others, not attitudes toward my self, i feel numb ( Read more... )

It's been a very very long time since I've written last, I mean sincerely written an entry... to myself, to you, to the future... This entry is dedicated to Adrine, and that comment is as much for her as it is for myself, my future self, to remember the time when this was written, so Ari, know that right now, you've begun your senior year of ( Read more... )