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Tuesday, December 24, 2013

That Silence

That silence. It is deafening, to most people not to me. That silence says more than you think it is saying. People speak the truth when they are silent. In their voices is deception, in their silence is the truth of what is truly in their hearts. But you, you are different. You are truthful, silent or not. But you are not the subject. The silence is. Sometimes, I just drown the silence. The truth can be overbearing and the lies are comforting.

Sunday, December 8, 2013

The Finish Line

That finish line is just an illusion. It is the beginning of another race. Of a different temperament, another class. But it will be a race nonetheless. And it will be tougher, harder, more fierce than this one. And then after that there will be another race, starting at this ones finish line. In the end you will understand that it was all just one big race, and there really was no finish line. Just illusions that you established to satisfy yourselves. This ain't a sprint, its a marathon... there are no winners, just people who are satisfied with the run and those who will end in regret.

Saturday, December 7, 2013

Remorse

I feel bad after doing something wrong. But it does not mean I won't do it again. I will do it again. Does this mean that I felt remorse, or is it just one of those things.