talking of Michaelangelo.
Sunday, September 29, 2013
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maroon purple // 10:28 pm
Sitting in a small space moving,
creak creak creak every 2 seconds...
A girl boards the bus and she looks like someone so important to me a long time ago. She smells like her too. It's so strange how I remember but don't remember faces. I saw her reflection in the window. We could have been better friends. It wasn't her.
When she got off the bus the sky was maroon purple.
The pitter pat of rain slight slight, a little comforting.
Thursday, September 26, 2013
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alliteration // 8:40 am
silence can swallow you
Tuesday, September 24, 2013
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typhoon day // 9:25 pm
I felt a ball, slamming against my window again and again. A ball of energy, translucent, misty. Sometimes it tapped and other times it knocked but mostly it slammed. I saw it as a ball. It rolled and rolled before it got to my window, it collected gusto and slam SLAM SLAM.
Wednesday, September 18, 2013
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medley of the distracted // 11:08 am
And we will live together
Until the twelfth of never
Our voices will ring forever, as one
Every thought is a dream
Rushing by in a stream
Bringing life to the kingdom of doing
Take a ride in the sky
On our ship, fantasize
All your dreams will come true miles away
Come to see victory
In a land called fantasy
Loving life, a new degree
Bring your mind to everlasting liberty
(
Fantasy,
Earth Wind and Fire)
Our hearts were ringing
In the key that our souls were singing.
As we danced in the night,
Remember how the stars stole the night away
Ba de ya - say do you remember
Ba de ya - dancing in September
Ba de ya - never was a cloudy day
(
September, Earth Wind and Fire)
Oh yeah, boogie wonderland.
Friday, September 13, 2013
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'cause I am a champion // 8:13 pm
I got the eye of the tiger, a fighter, dancing through the fire
‘Cause I am a champion and you’re gonna hear me ROAR
Louder, louder than a lion
‘Cause I am a champion and you’re gonna hear me ROAR
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let the virtual world be witness // 8:37 am
That my goal is to swim at least 100+ for 1 hour within the next year.
Starting next Monday, the clubhouse will be open for me.
By September 16th, 2014, I will have swum 100 hours.
Goal made.
Sunday, September 08, 2013
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movie soundtrack medley (from weekend movie binge) // 8:19 pm
If Heaven and Hell decide
That they both are satisfied
Illuminate the "No"'s on their vacancy signs
If there's no one beside you
When your soul embarks
Then I'll follow you into the dark
(Death Cab for Cutie)
I know who I want to take me home
I know who I want to take me home
I know who I want to take me home
Take me home
Closing time
Time for you to go out to the places you will be from
Closing time
This room won't be open till your brothers or your sisters come
So gather up your jackets, move it to the exits
I hope you have found a friend
Closing time
Every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end
(Semisonic)
If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?
I don't quite know
How to say
How I feel
Those three words
Are said too much
They're not enough
(Snow Patrol)
Saturday, September 07, 2013
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cache of vortex thinkings // 8:09 am
A little boy black and white, paper and ink, 2 dimensional running away from me; he holds a string.
It trails behind him........ and I try to catch hold but my fingers slip. He runs faster, I, slower. Farther behind. Black and white black and white it turns. And the boy remains in front of me, never turning, ever so slightly teasing me with his shoulders and his string that trails behind him, forever not within my grasp. I touch it, but it slips away. It slips away. Oh, sleep, if it would just come back to me.
vortex dreaming
I dreamt there was this girl who took me around a really colourful studio or some sort... it was in a little floor shop ... cement and open, no doors. There were winding stairs... we were really good friends and I felt it and she is someone I never met before. She was splashing colour on things... she had some industry and I don't remember what it was and it was so clear and vivid to me at the time, the smell of the paint and the rooms she took me to.
Wednesday, September 04, 2013
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my poor toilet // 7:39 pm
It has taken so much abuse for the past few days.