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If a man does not keep pace with his companions, perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer. Let him step to the music which he hears, however measured or far away.
Loneliness is the poverty of self; solitude is the richness of self.
Things are so, well for lack of a better word, ominous, preternatural even, and yet i have not even the faintest idea of why or what is causing them as such. It is as if for a rather exstended period of time i have being running similtaniously in two directions, getting no where and yet gaining insight and knowlegde that i am thankful i now have. It is weird, to know that to walk in one direction is what you should do, what you ultimatly will do, and yet being unable to, still holding onto the path you now walk, getting deeper into it, and yet, never being able to breach the surface. To sit so close, and yet not be able to hear the heart beat. I can sit here and look out into a vast, ungulating world, nothing is as it was the day before, no matter how much we wish it could be, no matter how we felt then, and now the difference is all to real.
Have you ever set a scene in your mind, just hoping that by chance even the slightest of what you hoped to happen happened, and then as it turns out things happen, and yet you are the one who doesnt do what you wished to, you can say that the time wasnt right, you couldnt move your hand an inch, or say a single sentance. It is the most annyoing feeling, well, one of the few ones that can be so persisetent in the path that i walk. It is much like seing the world as a water color, blending into one here and there, and yet standing out alone in a vast array of new moderns. In itself it is mixed with the raw emotion, all that it needs to excell, it is pure, un-changed. Yet lay it against another, and it may not be able to pass along.
Anyway, there hasnt been (is that right :P) all that much happening recently, there have being some rather wonderful memorable times, and some not so.
But today, i was graced by the presence of Megan, and Curtis. I did rather enjoy today. It was really nice, we saw 'The Phantom of the Opera' and i can say...most moving movie i have seen in a long while, i really want to see it again, i would talk about it, but i wouldnt do its beauty, raw passion, any justice here. I just say to all of you who have not already to go and see it, and if possible take someone to hug, it would be a good idea...
It was wonderful beautiful, and the music in it, was performed so well, it sent chills down my spine. I dont know what more to say, other than i had a really nice day today. It was a pleasure to meet your Curtis, and always wonderful to see you Megan dearest..
wish you wll the best for the weekend, and new week
Take care...
love you ...
tenchi all
Loneliness is the poverty of self; solitude is the richness of self.
Things are so, well for lack of a better word, ominous, preternatural even, and yet i have not even the faintest idea of why or what is causing them as such. It is as if for a rather exstended period of time i have being running similtaniously in two directions, getting no where and yet gaining insight and knowlegde that i am thankful i now have. It is weird, to know that to walk in one direction is what you should do, what you ultimatly will do, and yet being unable to, still holding onto the path you now walk, getting deeper into it, and yet, never being able to breach the surface. To sit so close, and yet not be able to hear the heart beat. I can sit here and look out into a vast, ungulating world, nothing is as it was the day before, no matter how much we wish it could be, no matter how we felt then, and now the difference is all to real.
Have you ever set a scene in your mind, just hoping that by chance even the slightest of what you hoped to happen happened, and then as it turns out things happen, and yet you are the one who doesnt do what you wished to, you can say that the time wasnt right, you couldnt move your hand an inch, or say a single sentance. It is the most annyoing feeling, well, one of the few ones that can be so persisetent in the path that i walk. It is much like seing the world as a water color, blending into one here and there, and yet standing out alone in a vast array of new moderns. In itself it is mixed with the raw emotion, all that it needs to excell, it is pure, un-changed. Yet lay it against another, and it may not be able to pass along.
Anyway, there hasnt been (is that right :P) all that much happening recently, there have being some rather wonderful memorable times, and some not so.
But today, i was graced by the presence of Megan, and Curtis. I did rather enjoy today. It was really nice, we saw 'The Phantom of the Opera' and i can say...most moving movie i have seen in a long while, i really want to see it again, i would talk about it, but i wouldnt do its beauty, raw passion, any justice here. I just say to all of you who have not already to go and see it, and if possible take someone to hug, it would be a good idea...
It was wonderful beautiful, and the music in it, was performed so well, it sent chills down my spine. I dont know what more to say, other than i had a really nice day today. It was a pleasure to meet your Curtis, and always wonderful to see you Megan dearest..
wish you wll the best for the weekend, and new week
Take care...
love you ...
tenchi all