July 2011
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Things I Could Say
I could say that you’re like the stars at night, but you’re more like the stars and half the sleeping Earth and everything in between. And I could say that this is like a dream, but it’s not just a dream, it’s like a lucid dream so euphoric and peaceful that you hope that you’ll never wake up. But I could say that I don’t like sleeping without you next to me and...
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A Four Letter Word
Love is too complex and ethereal an emotion for a four letter word. Language may better allow us to express ourselves efficiently, but I think perhaps it also reduces our awareness of the true intensity of our emotions. A ‘language barrier’ can easily extend to within any one dialect. The word its self has almost become void of any depth at all because it is used so freely and...
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On the Toy-box of the Universe
You said that you liked my theory, that you are God* and so am I and our lives are as a child plays with toys; that the only reason for our being here is play.
And if you realise this then occasionally you can afford to get caught up in the playfulness of it all and after a while it becomes difficult to be upset with the universe- not because you care too much or care too little, but because you...
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Little Transparent Circles
I always complain about how you leave your contact lenses all over my desk or my carpet, but the truth is that when I move away I’ll miss finding those little clear circles everywhere.
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Like Sunrise
The words ‘I love you’ don’t nearly cover how I really feel about you. I tell you I love you all the time, sometimes so much that I’m afraid it’s tiresome. My hope is the more I say it, the more it will mean, but truthfully I think it just seems to lose value the more it’s spoken. Perhaps I’ll show you a beautiful sunrise one day and I will be able to...
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Carelessly Young
I am far too young to have thrown away so many good things so carelessly…
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On Death
One day I might leave Earth not only to see stars and dark, but rather the stars and the dark will be me and I will see the universe as you would see yourself from between two facing mirrors. I’ve felt the peace that awaits me there- far too briefly, though it felt like eternity- and then perhaps, I will no longer live with the notion that I am betraying myself by tangling so easily in the...
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“When I let go of what I am, I become what I might be.”
– Lao Tzu
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On Utilising the Spectrum of Human Emotion
A response furthering a previous post ‘On Aggression’:
I heard the idea that aggression is ‘used to forge the best and brightest monuments of our world,’ with the pyramids as an example. I agree; a lot of great art and music too are inspired and created under such emotion- yet I still don’t think that this makes it an emotion to embrace positively into one’s...
June 2011
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If Love Was Paper
I wish that love was made of paper so that I could rip off a little piece to give to every person that I ever loved for them to keep. At first people would get large pieces, but the more I gave out the smaller they’d get and one day I might have none left at all, but at least I could say I’d felt love. As time went by, some people would lose their piece or it would get put in the...
