Rain drop keeps falling on my head. It falls everyday telling me to write something or whatever I can write about. Well, I have decided to see the world in a more old-fashioned way and touch on our common, humble, unique, and heroic sensitivities that define the sorrow and happiness of our existence.
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Mental picture...
No more heart, emotions, and feeling. No more pain and sorrow. It has all being reduced to a solid mental picture. So why the joy, fear and the tears.The fun of yesterday has become the anguish of today. The anguish of yesterday has become the joy and the pride of today. Today is the day to reckon with. In all its form and spirit. It is a just mere picture of the mind that holds no fear of the moment. It is just a solid mental picture of yesterday. So be it.
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