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Aug 06, 2004 01:15

its funny how they say a picture is worth a thousand words, but people don't think about how a word can mean a million pictures. one word can spark a film in your head that can go on for hours and hours and never make you stop visualizing.

the only thing this summer accounted for was self-realization of myself which is what I needed more than anything. I drew all over my walls wrote all over my desk and anything that can have ink dry on, i've taken more photos than I know what to do with and the one thing stays the same. I only have about 1 or 2 memories from this summer so far. I was so stuck in the past until the night i ripped everything i've ever written up. It was like this sick confetti and this firework blew up in the sky when i threw the shards of paper in the air, screamed, and then lie on my bed face up staring at the ceiling fan, watching it go around and around like the world does, how if you look at the fan in general it just blurs but if you stare at one blade of it, it all moves so harmonically and you can concentrate. Maybe it means something, maybe it means step back and concentrate at one thing at a time and you'll see the whole picture. I need to go to california before I can move any farther forward. for myself, for you, for us.
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