Impasse

Long time no see for this blog (or any one of my other blogs, to be frank). Supposed to do this study thing for an exam tomorrow, but like always, distractions run amok when you have got something to finish. And as if at the worst moment ever, I come across this guy's blog. Page after page of misery, loathing (sometimes for the self, sometimes for others), talking about fun times, talking about sad times. And I can't stop reading his blog; if anything else, that shitpiece reminds me of myself not very long ago. That friggin' thing called "relating to something"....arrrgh

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Earth, fire, wind and sky
Nothing makes me feel as high
As when the light shines through
And all I can see is you

As I see you, in front of me
Feel happy, for now, I can be free
My breath grows, the heart skips a beat
Voila! the ground is no longer under my feet



I reach out, to hold you in my arm
Keep you cozy, far away from harm
The world can go it's own way
Watching you sleep, wishing I could make time stay

Day Three: Resurrected

Alienated feelings
And haunting of the mind
Rage, Hate, contemplations
And a lot of things
you wished you could find

Things that hurt
That you long to forget,
only if you could
And things that serrate the heart
With words that feel anything but good

Help me look more clearly
Help me find the way once again
Cause When it is yourself,
you need to quell
Even heaven around you,feels like hell

A Simple Test

...to find if you hate someone's guts or not.

The next time that person tells you he/she has gotten something better out of their daily existence, maybe out of good luck, or maybe because of hard work, just detach yourself from your body, and watch what remark you give to that person. If it's a nice impressed smile, and words of congratulations that you really mean, chances are you're putting yourself in his/her position, and feeling happy for the person.

However, if it's just a nod, or a smile (forced, maybe), and "congratulations!!!", well, there you have it. You hate that person, or are in the process of hating him/her.

A midnight walk in the city

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