communication
I came to a whole bunch of conclusions about communication last night. Funny how I'll forget most of them now.
I miss comfortable communication. I often feel that I ruin it for myself.
I guess I know why... I've always thought that the most hard-to-reach place is where you'll find what you need... the brightest gems are the deepest in the mountain. I wonder how much money it takes to have your body be manipulated into a crystal. It's a pretty poetic thing to do to your corpse.
I do ruin it though.
there was another thought about fear- and the point of no return...
I felt the most alienated and emotionless that I've felt in over a year last night, and on the good side, it reminded me how good this year has been.
someone outside is poorly trying to walk on ice. (right on)
you beckon, I respond due to curiosity.
how stupid of me.
I reckon, all of my atrocities,
will never let me see your light again.
and with so many suns crossing the dismal stretch of known space.
each one spewing out light in every direction, for whomever happens to stand in it's way... I'll never find the same ray again, and now I'm not sure where I stand.
(@#$%!)
I'm tired.... and there's madness tonight. and I'll be up ALL night doing chinese homework...
I miss comfortable communication. I often feel that I ruin it for myself.
I guess I know why... I've always thought that the most hard-to-reach place is where you'll find what you need... the brightest gems are the deepest in the mountain. I wonder how much money it takes to have your body be manipulated into a crystal. It's a pretty poetic thing to do to your corpse.
I do ruin it though.
there was another thought about fear- and the point of no return...
I felt the most alienated and emotionless that I've felt in over a year last night, and on the good side, it reminded me how good this year has been.
someone outside is poorly trying to walk on ice. (right on)
you beckon, I respond due to curiosity.
how stupid of me.
I reckon, all of my atrocities,
will never let me see your light again.
and with so many suns crossing the dismal stretch of known space.
each one spewing out light in every direction, for whomever happens to stand in it's way... I'll never find the same ray again, and now I'm not sure where I stand.
(@#$%!)
I'm tired.... and there's madness tonight. and I'll be up ALL night doing chinese homework...