dammit, why do all of my god damn entries end up so emo, WTF I cant even keep to prose, I guess this one isnt too bad, as emo entries go, why the hell cant i just write a regular entree about my life, i gues im inpaired like that, stupid people, i should
I love going into harvard sq. alone and listen to a music that matches the tone of the weather.
It gives everything a sound track, a flow, a rhythm, energy ! everything falls in synch like magic.
I love to go out and sit and walk, in circles and in lines, surrounded by many, but still alone, that one earthly contradiction that allows me to reconnect with myself, allowing me to finally clear my mind.
I love to observe people interact, what a weird race we are, passing each other by hardly exchanging glances, but yet so much love is shared through out us all that no matter the apathy, every one has a connection.
i love to learn, to listen, to linger, to leave, to laugh, to breath. What would happen if the connection is lost, the universal love, void form the heart of the body, external loneliness, internal emptiness. that must be cold.
The connection between all of us seems to be holding strong, supporting the weak when they are down, and resting the strong when they are tired, helping us all I guess.
Well the connection seems to be in tact holding our species together.
So for now I will do the only thing that seems to make me happy,
going to harvard sq. alone and walk and sit and watch, with the music as a sound track,
the only time I can enjoy the loneliness.
It gives everything a sound track, a flow, a rhythm, energy ! everything falls in synch like magic.
I love to go out and sit and walk, in circles and in lines, surrounded by many, but still alone, that one earthly contradiction that allows me to reconnect with myself, allowing me to finally clear my mind.
I love to observe people interact, what a weird race we are, passing each other by hardly exchanging glances, but yet so much love is shared through out us all that no matter the apathy, every one has a connection.
i love to learn, to listen, to linger, to leave, to laugh, to breath. What would happen if the connection is lost, the universal love, void form the heart of the body, external loneliness, internal emptiness. that must be cold.
The connection between all of us seems to be holding strong, supporting the weak when they are down, and resting the strong when they are tired, helping us all I guess.
Well the connection seems to be in tact holding our species together.
So for now I will do the only thing that seems to make me happy,
going to harvard sq. alone and walk and sit and watch, with the music as a sound track,
the only time I can enjoy the loneliness.