snapped a pencil into two exact halves.
i wish i could snap my head and mind like the pencil.

a pendulum swings aimlessly in between two extremes,
a simple harmonic motion.
i look around,
the spot on the ceiling is boring now.
emptiness encroaching onto the mind.
hollow, useless, boring and pointless.

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

beautiful is the comforting warmth that comes from there and wraps itself around.
things i want to tell,
i don't know how and where to begin.
these be the happier day!

summer.

college in the rains

town in rain

LIBERTY - single screen/art deco/happiness

thoughts, feelings, emotions, dylan, tears, etc.

i should take these thoughts and feelings and stuff them elsewhere.
now, i hate this space!

3:30
3:33
3:21
3:00
3:12
3:15
3:17.

why???

don't know what to do.

(from a previous post)

"Magic is a phenomenon.
A phenomenon that transcends the everyday.

When your eye does not believe what is in front of it and your brain takes time to respond,
when your jaw drops and the feeling of extreme excitement takes over making your hair stand, when emotions run high and you stand there, just stand,
not knowing what to do, a silent spectator to the display of a force unleashed.
That is magic!"


it rained yesterday. it was beautiful!

n e r v e s ...
are a constant settling and unsettling force within.
calming and tempestuous.
what to do?
is there anything to do?
uff!

sewri_mudflats & fort