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it's about that time of year again...how time has flown. anyway, here it is, in its third year recitation:
A Fall Babbling
I love the feeling that is in the air of early autumn, when the leaves transform into brilliant splashes of color against a blue backdrop. The air gets that sweet, musky smell, as the leaves change, that seems to say, "The glory of the fall is upon us." But, all too soon, the frost comes, and the brilliant colors that once graced the branches of the world fade into bleakness, despite all efforts of the fall to overcome winter's icy grip. The fall knows it has no chance to defeat the winter, but it still fights none the less, fights with all it has, even as it watches its once magnificent leaves darken and descend to their final place of rest. Snow quickly comes, then, and buries the last signs that fall had ever truly existed. But the glory of the fall is not completely lost, for it had existed, and will live on through the memories of all who love, as I do, the feeling that early autumn brings.
i had to go searching through my archives to find this again. it was really interesting to read through some of my old posts. i have changed sooo much since then. i hadn't really realized how drastic that change has been until i was face to face with some of my old thoughts and ideas. it's funny though, because in some of those old posts i don't even recognize who i was when i wrote them, and yet, in others, i can still see my reflection so clearly.
there were times when i think i wrote more for others than for myself. i don't mean that in a literal sense, the words i used weren't necessarily written for others, it was more like the idea behind the words that was meant for them. i guess, what i mean is, i was writing so that maybe my words would become truth, and it was that truth that was meant for others. it was the truth that others wanted. it was the truth that i wanted to believe in order to please them. things don't work like that though.
so, i've gone a lot deeper than i was expecting to tonight. the mood has fallen (pun slightly intended) away from my love for fall. so, yeah...
fall = beautiful
that is my truth.
goodnight, my friends.
A Fall Babbling
I love the feeling that is in the air of early autumn, when the leaves transform into brilliant splashes of color against a blue backdrop. The air gets that sweet, musky smell, as the leaves change, that seems to say, "The glory of the fall is upon us." But, all too soon, the frost comes, and the brilliant colors that once graced the branches of the world fade into bleakness, despite all efforts of the fall to overcome winter's icy grip. The fall knows it has no chance to defeat the winter, but it still fights none the less, fights with all it has, even as it watches its once magnificent leaves darken and descend to their final place of rest. Snow quickly comes, then, and buries the last signs that fall had ever truly existed. But the glory of the fall is not completely lost, for it had existed, and will live on through the memories of all who love, as I do, the feeling that early autumn brings.
i had to go searching through my archives to find this again. it was really interesting to read through some of my old posts. i have changed sooo much since then. i hadn't really realized how drastic that change has been until i was face to face with some of my old thoughts and ideas. it's funny though, because in some of those old posts i don't even recognize who i was when i wrote them, and yet, in others, i can still see my reflection so clearly.
there were times when i think i wrote more for others than for myself. i don't mean that in a literal sense, the words i used weren't necessarily written for others, it was more like the idea behind the words that was meant for them. i guess, what i mean is, i was writing so that maybe my words would become truth, and it was that truth that was meant for others. it was the truth that others wanted. it was the truth that i wanted to believe in order to please them. things don't work like that though.
so, i've gone a lot deeper than i was expecting to tonight. the mood has fallen (pun slightly intended) away from my love for fall. so, yeah...
fall = beautiful
that is my truth.
goodnight, my friends.