there are so many things I still have yet to change...
*sigh
Is all I'll ever be
And so it is
that little lively living lost lad
Warm Breathing Capricious Free
oh to be emotion and mortal
time flows for you
yet weakened but glorified
heroes of your limited light
oh I wish I wished I could be
just like you;the hurt which frees
feelings though sting and strife
bring along soon reward and delight
Mortal and frail yet strong in will
emotions erupt upon every feel
that is why I am to be
the bronze statue for all to see
If I was a country my annual report at this point would look something like:
Economic outlook: Recession....Budget deficit increases due to failed investments..education and retraining failing due to high opportunity costs...
Political Outlook: Bilateral ties wane due to to current policies..Multi-lateral ties shaky due to controversial policies
Social outlook: unrest within country due to conflicting interests...
As usual..Star wars is as rigid as it always is...
you go from...greek tragedy act 3 scene 2 or sth...
to the action..and the cycle repeats itself..
the acting for this film..I think..was one of the worse...
I would...also commend R2-D2..for best performance...
Yoda...has more emotion than the infatuated Anakin...
well..at leat Palpatine is still quite decent.....
and George Lucas..turned the front part of the movie into a comedy la..
the droids are damn funny....
cold..
Ice..
Solitude..
Still...I find it comforting..
since this is the least I could have..
Since my sun has set..
from the strings that have held it up so high..
to the cables of which I shall pull it down..
night sky..
the darkening trees..
So threatening..
yet it is the only one to offer a hand..
so eager..of which I would grab.
Escape..
through what?
pain?
no..fear...
fear from fear..
the weaker succumbs to the greater..
Still shivering..
but its warmer than the outside..
colder..
but closer..
somewhere..
lies..an answer..
till then..
The strangest gathering..
among what I felt were closer to aliens
communication from me reduced to head bobs
the performers...
resembled the Catina performance in Tatooine
and the shrivelled enitities around..me..
much like the multitude of races in the galaxy..
so diverse..with their own perculiat habits...
heh...
I hate social gatherings..
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we all know what's gonna happen next=p
Self
30/12/1987
Bleach
poetry
Rock
Pretzels