The Blend
Minutes, hours, days, nights.
Sleep, insomnia, the daze of the in-between.
Health, sickness, hunger, pain.
Love, hate, indifference, annoyance, exasperation.
Company, The Coccoon.
Excitement, ennui, stimulation - mild, strong.
Faces, images, thoughts, actions, emotions.
War, peace, uneasy calm.
Life, Death.
All blend.
See all the colours bleed into one. Yes, I'm still running.
As I do from time to time, I ask myself more and more these days - how did it come to this?
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spouted by Non-Sensei at 5/05/2010 01:22:00 PM
1 Comments:
I'm too exhausted to actually comment :)
Stay up late one night NS. Hang the presentation. Hang the big day tomorrow. Hang it all.
Stay up, catch up with yourself, indulge your meandering thoughts. It's like floating in a bath tub. Sink slowly, take the time to watch the colours float and twist on the surface of fragile bubbles, wait for your skin to wrinkle, wait for that cool breeze, the silence interrupted by a wet, wet drip :)
big hug. come back quick.
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