Snapshots
I'm sitting, nodding away. I like this feeling of knowing, familiarity. It all makes sense in my world. And my world is a unique one. It's unique and it's mine to play with.
I said welcome to you all earlier. Yes, welcome indeed. Here we go - I shall take you into my world, and you shall tread my path.
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the bass hits -
It's a bittersweet symphony, this life.
I talked of pleasure and pain, and their apex. I shall explain. The meeting point of these seemingly polar concepts is when the intensity of each is of immense proportions. Have you ever laughed so hard it hurt? Does this sequence seem familiar: pain -> hopelessness -> numbness -> serenity. Notice something before I proceed: this sort of emotion is, by definition, of a sacred degree. It is untouchable...it is the infinity where two parallel lines meet. We are thus placed in a trap - what are we to do? Should we pursue the happiness that tends towards distress, or should we forsake all that is "beautiful" for the greater good, whatever that may be?
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the bass hits -
i want to run i want to hide i want to tear down the walls that hold me inside.
Cast that box aside. It binds you. It's nothing more than a bear trap. You must learn, you must feed your being. Remember the socratic method? You must ask and experience, ask and experience to learn.
Cast your fears aside. They bind you. They hurt you. You must be brave, you must be strong. You must move forward. You are a dynamic being, you owe it to yourself to get over yourself. You can be your worst enemy, but you shall NOT be your own worst enemy. Comprende?
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the bass hits -
Dream on, dream on, dream until your dreams come true.
Embrace your desire. It nourishes you. It is the energy you will find quite handy. Know thyself, know what you want and go get it.
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the bass hits -
behold the light doth rise, behold the light doth rise. return to lunar-lit sight, return to lunar-lit sight.
I'll always remember the peace of this song when i'm awake at dawn. Such sincerity for such a routine phenomena. Fantastic. It gives one hope and strength, and both are invaluable.
I shall wake up again.
I said welcome to you all earlier. Yes, welcome indeed. Here we go - I shall take you into my world, and you shall tread my path.
-----
the bass hits -
It's a bittersweet symphony, this life.
I talked of pleasure and pain, and their apex. I shall explain. The meeting point of these seemingly polar concepts is when the intensity of each is of immense proportions. Have you ever laughed so hard it hurt? Does this sequence seem familiar: pain -> hopelessness -> numbness -> serenity. Notice something before I proceed: this sort of emotion is, by definition, of a sacred degree. It is untouchable...it is the infinity where two parallel lines meet. We are thus placed in a trap - what are we to do? Should we pursue the happiness that tends towards distress, or should we forsake all that is "beautiful" for the greater good, whatever that may be?
-----
the bass hits -
i want to run i want to hide i want to tear down the walls that hold me inside.
Cast that box aside. It binds you. It's nothing more than a bear trap. You must learn, you must feed your being. Remember the socratic method? You must ask and experience, ask and experience to learn.
Cast your fears aside. They bind you. They hurt you. You must be brave, you must be strong. You must move forward. You are a dynamic being, you owe it to yourself to get over yourself. You can be your worst enemy, but you shall NOT be your own worst enemy. Comprende?
-----
the bass hits -
Dream on, dream on, dream until your dreams come true.
Embrace your desire. It nourishes you. It is the energy you will find quite handy. Know thyself, know what you want and go get it.
-----
the bass hits -
behold the light doth rise, behold the light doth rise. return to lunar-lit sight, return to lunar-lit sight.
I'll always remember the peace of this song when i'm awake at dawn. Such sincerity for such a routine phenomena. Fantastic. It gives one hope and strength, and both are invaluable.
I shall wake up again.
posted by Waqas at
11:48 PM
3 String(s) Attached:
It is funny how one may drive inspiration from certain things. Sometimes it is the most minute or insignicant that offers us the most. Keep your eyes open, and you will see.
By
Waqas, at 6:29 PM
a personal vertigo, i believe from lack of dreamingi'm addicted to this one and it's all your fault. thanks ;-)
By
twice translated, at 11:56 PM
Hah! Anytime...anytime!
By
Waqas, at 11:44 PM
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