Wednesday, May 17, 2006

Circles
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"It has been a long time, and I am very, very certain that I have grown rusty. I hope that I can start writing again decisively. To anyone who happens to pass by this way, I hope you stay and read awhile then leave, feeling that you never wasted anything at all for spending a few of the precious minutes of your life right here... with me."



We are equidistant, you and I--
moving towards each other,
neither closing the gap nor left behind,
moving like standing still.
Your back is my beacon,
your side, my goal..
chasing your shadow--
like the way you chase mine.
Desperately, we grasp for the other-
like a drowning man gasps for air..
over and over again-
we are back to where we started.
Trapped the way we are
on this tragic mobius strip-
I am chasing your shadow,
like you are chasing mine...

...and we are back to where we started.
11:56 PM
the warden
First Rule
People are stupid. They will
believe in a lie given enough
reason to do do. They will
believe either because they
want something to be true
or they are afraid
it might be true.

Zeddicus Zu'l Zorander
-First Wizard of the Midlands

Vindication
in the midst of gripping despair
lost within an icy stare
overshadowed by a mystery
voiceless, but struggling to free
every word that was denied
yet failing again, and simply sighed
out into the night
until the coming of light.

Good to be back. -Silencer

Synthesis
Herein lies the Event Horizon-
where all things parallel and paradoxical meet.
This is the fulcrum-
where the weight and counterweight is at a standstill.
This is where the thesis and antithesis joins.
Here is where the past and the present meet.

-The Warden

Turquoise
I lie on blades upon blades of rolling grass.
I stare up upon the vast heavens,
however minute I am to their point of view.
Then I ask the primordial question--

Why the hell am I here?

Is it the boorishness of life
or just the complexities of living?

Clouds in different sizes and shapes go by
and these thoughts drift with them...
cascades of light pierces through the gaps,
right down to this anxious face.

The world moves on its own pace.
Clouds drift with the winds--

I stood still.

Murals
"I will beat him to death...
-if he breaks my hands, I'll kick him to death,
if he breaks my legs, I'll bite him to death,
if he breaks my neck, I'll stare him to death,
and if he blinds my eye, I'll curse him to death..."
--Naruto to Sai: Chapter 303

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