Saturday, July 15, 2006

one wave to another, but the boat stays adrift
one way or another, must my heart stay a rift?
- adrift in a rift, meng

A day passes into the next as i live through the sufferings and small happiness of life, time flows, leaving everything behind except for the self and the memories of the container. From whence i came to when i leave, will the carvings of time imprint my existence into the stone? Even then the weathering slowly fades the lines and eventually carvings turn to dust...

Not mattering on the self existence, must i paint the emptiness of one in this tapestry that runs as long as i exist, will there never be the entwinment of a line that runs so parallel with all others?




Yaaar if you dun understand the shit up there... its ok XD somehow i just typed that out from feeling what i felt... just enjoy the cool phrase of Adrift in a rift =)

a leaf fell on 1:39 am

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