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my mind is constantly preoccupied with the idea of romance, the idea that something must come from every situation, that something is always happening that underlies the perception and awareness of the situation. the parrallels of existence, the duality of consciouness, the human spirit and the fear of the unknown playing the main roles in this drama of who, when, where, why?
why?
am i forever trapped in this daily turmoil, wondering if your actions speak louder than your words. i know the "reality", the "facts". i know my past only points to complete misunderstanding, but my future always takes prescedence.
some folks are like umbrellas, they pass through your life with a little meaning and then there are the ones who make you hang onto every word. well, she was one of the latter, she came into my room and told me things that matter like, 'everything that rises must converge'.
what do you mean to say? do you stand by it? do the words you mean to say haunt you forever, or linger like distant, pedestrian goals that you decided weren't worth the effort?
the real question is, what do i mean to say? that will probably also go unanswered.
why?
am i forever trapped in this daily turmoil, wondering if your actions speak louder than your words. i know the "reality", the "facts". i know my past only points to complete misunderstanding, but my future always takes prescedence.
some folks are like umbrellas, they pass through your life with a little meaning and then there are the ones who make you hang onto every word. well, she was one of the latter, she came into my room and told me things that matter like, 'everything that rises must converge'.
what do you mean to say? do you stand by it? do the words you mean to say haunt you forever, or linger like distant, pedestrian goals that you decided weren't worth the effort?
the real question is, what do i mean to say? that will probably also go unanswered.