Rodeo clowns....
DId you know if you stare at the sun long enough, it turns blue?
Well after 4 hours and 6 ambulances i am finally home. The living shall end with redundancy. The week is flying by and so is my mind. My thoughts are turning on themselves again, tangibly positioning the pressure of such thoughts in the back of my eyes. That's where i feel them. Hmm....why is that the only thing that i cannot understand? Something so obvious that i feel occasionally, yet so unbelievably indescribable. Quite frustrating it can be. Normal routines, studying, singing, thinking nothing but the task at hand, and then, "HELLO!!!" the enigma makes its presence known right behind my eyes.
Im not one to bring up such things, well...not anymore. I have come to a point where i only show so much of myself to the world. Maybe thats why my eyes get pressed by the unknown force; im unconsiously trying to do something that i consiously do not wish to do.
I find sometimes that my livejournal can be theraputic. Life is getting rather, beautiful, dare i say. Yes, i can say, my life is getting very beautiful. I believe my self-evolution is nearing completion, and i can finally feel comfortable in my own skin once again. I have gone through a few evolutions before. They are very good for improving one's life. This one,however, has been perhaps my most uncomfortable and most painful self-evolution up to date. Every fiber of my being has slowly been changing to fit the current jelatin world that i am in. Like the caterpiller entering the cacoon, evolving, chewing away and escaping its catalystic flesh, resting from the task and horror of the prison, gaining its strength once again, and fluddering away...
...Only difference is, i am human; i evolve many many times, and each one is very very painful.
sigh...will i ever feel the peace in my heart again?
I long for serenity.
Until next time...
(tomorrow's going to be a very perfect day.) **mastiva**
Well after 4 hours and 6 ambulances i am finally home. The living shall end with redundancy. The week is flying by and so is my mind. My thoughts are turning on themselves again, tangibly positioning the pressure of such thoughts in the back of my eyes. That's where i feel them. Hmm....why is that the only thing that i cannot understand? Something so obvious that i feel occasionally, yet so unbelievably indescribable. Quite frustrating it can be. Normal routines, studying, singing, thinking nothing but the task at hand, and then, "HELLO!!!" the enigma makes its presence known right behind my eyes.
Im not one to bring up such things, well...not anymore. I have come to a point where i only show so much of myself to the world. Maybe thats why my eyes get pressed by the unknown force; im unconsiously trying to do something that i consiously do not wish to do.
I find sometimes that my livejournal can be theraputic. Life is getting rather, beautiful, dare i say. Yes, i can say, my life is getting very beautiful. I believe my self-evolution is nearing completion, and i can finally feel comfortable in my own skin once again. I have gone through a few evolutions before. They are very good for improving one's life. This one,however, has been perhaps my most uncomfortable and most painful self-evolution up to date. Every fiber of my being has slowly been changing to fit the current jelatin world that i am in. Like the caterpiller entering the cacoon, evolving, chewing away and escaping its catalystic flesh, resting from the task and horror of the prison, gaining its strength once again, and fluddering away...
...Only difference is, i am human; i evolve many many times, and each one is very very painful.
sigh...will i ever feel the peace in my heart again?
I long for serenity.
Until next time...
(tomorrow's going to be a very perfect day.) **mastiva**