flight.

Nov 30, 2007 22:17

It's wierd how it all happens.

One moment you're doing something.

The next thing you know, it's been months since it happened.

I mean, with everything happening at the same time,

time itself doesn't seem to be there anymore.

And all that we're left with are moments to think, feel, realize
and reflect on times that we can never shape.

And it's funny.

Most of the time, we kid ourselves with words that are all around us.

It doesnt matter if they come from others or ourselves.

If we look at them, do they really say what we feel?

It's sad.

We feel proud of these times when we seem to have done the right thing -
said the right thing.

But what about those times of regret we always have.

Those times when we just feel like everything is against us.

With this illusion of time.

What makes us think they're any different.

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Everything's different no matter where you stand.

Agreements are just momentary.

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Think about it.

Time's an illusion.

Words are empty.

Feelings are faceless.

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What are we?

Where are we?

Who are we?

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Sometimes we hear sounds.

Sometimes we hear silence.

Most of the time, we just think we hear.

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