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Showing posts from December, 2007

restless fragments

eyes out of focus. open. shut. open. thoughts toss. thoughts turn. a restless mind begins to stir. tears moisten the corner of eyes. it's raining again. and it's time to rise again. what sleeps? what wakes? what rouses the sleeping shadows? I. It all begins with I. But how will it end?

unrestricted by reality

to fear losing what i've never had this is the dream i dream to long for that which is not here it is the dream i dream drowning in thoughts of some you and i i dream this dream and i don't know why i cannot see in the darkness of my own imagination what throws me here? what pulls me out? where imagination rules reality hides for this is the dream i dream with eyes wide open

before id-ea

before word before thought before concept before idea what seems to hide there? if an idea is troubling discard it look to see from whence it came and you'll come to face yourself

Who Am I?

at the root of all trouble, I am at the root of all desire, I am at the root of all pleasure, I am when I am not, nothing is when I am, everything is but the question remains who am I?