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What is this, this right and wrong. Who says nay and where does right belong. Is Aristotle in his thoughts so right. To say that right is on the side of might. Where do i lay my head at night.
Some lines taken from songs by Jewel First we're young, then we're old, Summer fades, then it's cold, We're passing through, then passing on, And time marches on, till it's all gone.
Time. Time has a way of curling about itself; when something so terrible happens, that it sets motions through time.
It begins with a firing squad just as it began with Batman and Boy Wonder hung up on Diazepan it began with counting from one through ten then back again it begins with boredom not really...
I have this need to write, even though I rarely have a reason to write, or anything to write of. Just the need.
I ride upon the whispering wind, I float upon the musty air; I am time, and time can wait, Time is everywhere.
When money is no object, Humanity's a crime The life I'm living now is just eating up my time, For everything's a question, There is no space to ask, Is there any point in looking to the past.
I am the Not-A-Clock. I do not pass the time. I do not live by increments, Nor mark them with a chime. I have no hands with which to point, No face to read my thoughts.
We say the genetic difference between a human and a chimp is about 2%.
The beauty of the world hath made me sad, This beauty that will pass; Sometimes my heart hath shaken with great joy To see a leaping squirrel in a tree, Or a red lady-bird upon a stalk, Or little...
"Every atom in your body came from a star that exploded. And, the atoms in your left hand probably came from a different star than your right hand.
I do not believe in order to simplify my world, Nor to muffle my grief, Nor to cement my place in society. For since I became a Christian, my world has never seemed so complex.
Future.
I can believe things that are true and things that aren't true and I can believe things where nobody knows if they're true or not.
Think of an average day... Do you wake up alone. With someone. How did they get there. And you. You shower. You scrub yourself with products, made by who.
It's when you realise you're nothing. Vague, pointless, indistinct, grey and empty. No better than the man arranging melons in a supermarket into neat rows, 4x4.
A Thursday musing...please feel free to discuss. Would welcome input and thoughts... One assumes that time travel is not possible.
It's when you realise you're nothing. Vague, pointless, indistinct, grey and empty. No better than the man arranging melons in a supermarket into neat rows, 4x4.
This genuinely changed my outlook on life.
Midday moon, A stranger in your own home. The uninvited guest. Mammothly insignificant, Yet strangely unavoidable. Midday moon. Midday moon, Why are you not sleeping, Waiting for night to come.
Why can't things be simple. There is always something that doesn't quite go to plan. And that something is usually the most important part of the plan.
In the depths of the dark night, i wonder. I wonder about everything. In comparison to the universe, i am a nothing. I am but a miniscule speck on the surface of a tiny, tiny planet.
Curious, furious, curious curiosity, always following me. Is it the Western Dream or the Eastern Promise. I make no promises and rarely dream, these days.
I know sometimes we think too much, Some shallow ideas and thoughts. Deeply Philosophical are most of them, Like Confucius and Marx.