I'll play along....
anonymous
July 6 2005, 02:52:37 UTC
BTW, this is Mandi from Livonia. I posted anonymous since I don't have LiveJournal. Sorry if this is too deep, but I'm in one of those moods. If I weren't such an awful friend (when it comes to keeping in touch with Meg my love), you would know what the second part means.
Tropic - invention of history (I’m thinking of the geographic lines: Tropic of Cancer/Capricorn)
White - possibility… like the white light that contains all other colors, or the blank page awaiting its destiny
Eye - piercing, emotional
Sync - Livonia Live… sorry, not poetic, but I thought of N’SYNC which reminded me of when I helped the boys learn the dance to Tearin up my Heart
Print - physical…. Ideas on a computer screen are impermanent, changeable. They become real when you can hold the printed copy in your hand.
In the expanse of time my perspective changes.
As you lament and fret, my emotions do not sway.
While I live, while you reminisce, this remains: A moment is the only true measure of time. Don’t spend your moments regretting those already lost or misspent.
Tropic - invention of history (I’m thinking of the geographic lines: Tropic of Cancer/Capricorn)
White - possibility… like the white light that contains all other colors, or the blank page awaiting its destiny
Eye - piercing, emotional
Sync - Livonia Live… sorry, not poetic, but I thought of N’SYNC which reminded me of when I helped the boys learn the dance to Tearin up my Heart
Print - physical…. Ideas on a computer screen are impermanent, changeable. They become real when you can hold the printed copy in your hand.
In the expanse of time my perspective changes.
As you lament and fret, my emotions do not sway.
While I live, while you reminisce, this remains: A moment is the only true measure of time. Don’t spend your moments regretting those already lost or misspent.
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