Tales
 
February 20, 2005 , 7:09 PM
They are very strange sometimes these moments that are totally devoid of all feeling. Like some vacuum you think should exist but are still not sure should exist. Nothing. You can see it is a glorious day. You can see you have no reason to be unhappy or happy depending on the way you look it. You can see you are there but then is that all there is to it. And then the questions begin. What the hell are you doing and not doing? Why? There are no answers forthcoming. You know the certainty of the absence of any answers just as the certainty of these questions being there for the next 30-50 years, until you finally die. Existential ennui it is called. Another thing slotted and defined as indefinable and to be accepted. There are just so many such things.

You want to say it isn’t fair.....but then you know only too well life is not going to be fair. It was never meant to be. You are just a very small piece of this entire puzzle. Who knows how it is going to play out. The only thing possibly you can be sure of is the fact that you are sure of nothing.

There is nothing here except a loose definition of a moment……and you want to scream at the top of your voice.....THIS IS MADNESS! THIS IS MADNESS! THIS IS MADNESS!!!!!!...aaaah you are beginning to feel.
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February 05, 2005 , 5:00 PM
Some relationships are best left undefined.
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