Time defies perfect beauty.
If something was to attain perfection, time was to stop, so it could be preserved.
"Imagine" that time is not a stable, firm, definite linear thing that goes forward.
"Imagine" that time is also a chaotic creation, every moment, every quantum.
When you create something, you try to define yourself, your life.
your habits, thoughts, emotions, wishes and fears.
you try. You try to capture it.
but it can never be completely captured.
it always gets away. There is always something which stays free, hidden.
All the efforts, all the products, are not important.
It is the creation that is.
It is... joyful, nothing else can imitate the feeling.
But to hold on it, will never be beautiful.
To hold on to it.
You stop the process of creation, movement.. life.
So we always continue to search for a better definition. For a better expression.
For a better ways, and results. For an ideal of creating perfection.
And in this creative search,
we continue looking.
Walking the path,
and looking,breathlessly,looking.
Thursday, 25 March 2010
Sunday, 21 March 2010
Friday, 12 March 2010
afternoon
Its just these little weights at the end of the ropes,
Tied to the curtains which hide my heart.
Closed, while I wait for the show to start
Tied to the curtains which hide my heart.
Closed, while I wait for the show to start
morning
I need your warmth and attention
I sit there, small, with an open eye,
for u, who passes, and gives me a smile,
Sadness in ur eyes,and a cold smile.
A little yellow bird, sang me a lullaby
So i wouldnt cry, so inside i wouldnt die
In a world if lie, i built towers and castles,
Lonely i have hidden in their madness
And they ate me up
And again, i need you like heroin,
To jack ur love in, and make my need still,
Sea is there, blue in agony,
U are next to me, i am sad and lonely.
U see it but u cant reach me,
Our walls we built have their own I.
They scare us, and u cannot touch me
With a broken look, and windy stare,
I stare at the sea,
I cannot bend the walls,
I cannot mend this hearth
Now i reminiscense, and find tears.
The need wont die. I finally hear my screams.
Break the cold towers, walls, the shiny all important
.
The smell of tears. Slay the giant. And find peace.
I sit there, small, with an open eye,
for u, who passes, and gives me a smile,
Sadness in ur eyes,and a cold smile.
A little yellow bird, sang me a lullaby
So i wouldnt cry, so inside i wouldnt die
In a world if lie, i built towers and castles,
Lonely i have hidden in their madness
And they ate me up
And again, i need you like heroin,
To jack ur love in, and make my need still,
Sea is there, blue in agony,
U are next to me, i am sad and lonely.
U see it but u cant reach me,
Our walls we built have their own I.
They scare us, and u cannot touch me
With a broken look, and windy stare,
I stare at the sea,
I cannot bend the walls,
I cannot mend this hearth
Now i reminiscense, and find tears.
The need wont die. I finally hear my screams.
Break the cold towers, walls, the shiny all important
.
The smell of tears. Slay the giant. And find peace.
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