if i would be reincarnated, i'd like to be a rainbow.delicious ambiguity.
don't fret, it's just me.
Thursday, January 28, 2010
the echo persists.
do you still remember that time when we were so angry?
if there was an epicenter of hatred, we could have been that.
we used to want to change things.
but i doubt you remember what you felt then.
because all it ever came to be was a fleeting emotion, a fleeting revolution.
it did not live to see 60 signatures. the ink has run, the paper has turned yellow. and justice became a lost cause.
we knocked on your doors, we screamed for your signatures. you told me you reject the injustice, you begged for salvation. but when the wheels started turning, you made us chase you down. in the middle of the road, everything became clear. no one was strong enough to see this through.
and everything just died.
where has everyone gone?
everyone is busy living their own lives now. everyone has their own life to tend to, everyone is in a hurry to live. dreams have deadlines and everyone is chasing their own deadlines, looking for their lost selves, searching for meaning, learning, doing everything but remember what used to be. we are all at fault. what became of Vincent is our fault.
and so i ask, what do YOU want to do now?
and more importantly, what can WE do now?
delicious ambiguity.
if there was an epicenter of hatred, we could have been that.
we used to want to change things.
but i doubt you remember what you felt then.
because all it ever came to be was a fleeting emotion, a fleeting revolution.
it did not live to see 60 signatures. the ink has run, the paper has turned yellow. and justice became a lost cause.
we knocked on your doors, we screamed for your signatures. you told me you reject the injustice, you begged for salvation. but when the wheels started turning, you made us chase you down. in the middle of the road, everything became clear. no one was strong enough to see this through.
and everything just died.
where has everyone gone?
everyone is busy living their own lives now. everyone has their own life to tend to, everyone is in a hurry to live. dreams have deadlines and everyone is chasing their own deadlines, looking for their lost selves, searching for meaning, learning, doing everything but remember what used to be. we are all at fault. what became of Vincent is our fault.
and so i ask, what do YOU want to do now?
and more importantly, what can WE do now?
delicious ambiguity.
Thursday, January 7, 2010
working
this is the life.free internet at work, facebook the whole day, burger shop when the boss is not looking.
now, how to become boss...
delicious ambiguity.
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