Showing posts with label shifting. Show all posts
Showing posts with label shifting. Show all posts
Saturday, June 9, 2007
I Used To Sing On The Mountains, Then The Ocean Lost Its Way
The waves of silence that have been lapping at my feet for so long have finally overtaken me.
Labels:
alone,
emotions,
shifting,
silence,
underlying meaning
Friday, May 11, 2007
Sentinels Don't Make Good Pillows
A puppy looking out of the window while laying on the bed makes a good pillow - until something outside catches her attention and she shifts from pillow-mode to sentinel-mode.
Saturday, May 5, 2007
Escape Is Imminent
Sometimes I feel that my soul or consciousness or what have you is not very well attached to this moral coil and may break free at any moment.
Labels:
consciousness,
escape,
questioning reality,
shifting,
world view
Sunday, April 8, 2007
Parsley, Sage, Rosemary And Thyme
If I tell you that I cannot do the things that you ask of me, let me know that if at least I try then I'll be your true love.
Labels:
call and response,
change,
destiny,
emotions,
fear,
interactions,
ramifications,
shifting
Tuesday, April 3, 2007
Unwelcome Visitor
These acute bouts of depression make me worry that it might be coming back to stay.
Labels:
alone,
cycles,
emotions,
futility,
moments of sorrow,
shifting,
unfortunate truths,
world view
Wednesday, March 28, 2007
The Clock Never Stops, Never Stops, Never Waits
The past feels closer than the present and it is getting more and more noticeable every day.
Labels:
alone,
change,
cusps,
cycles,
madness,
past and present,
questioning reality,
shifting,
underlying meaning,
world view
Tuesday, March 27, 2007
Can Humans Do What Prophets Say?
I feel that I was born to live a life of great purpose, but the thought, "Is this all there is? Is this truly what I was set forth to accomplish?" only strikes me when I am doing nothing at all to work towards that end result due to lack of motivation or lack of time.
Thursday, March 1, 2007
Manifestations
When you hear a knocking in the bathroom, it's best not to call out to it unless you are prepared for the reply.
Labels:
alone,
bathroom,
call and response,
domesticality,
just for reference,
knocking,
shifting,
the unknown
Monday, February 26, 2007
I Can't Find Meaning
As I was sitting in the hallway waiting to register for my mini-session classes, Our Lady Peace's Is Anybody Home? started playing and I suddenly felt as if I was sinking through the floor.
Tuesday, February 20, 2007
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