dark and backward abysm of time

"What seest thou else In the dark backward and abysm of time?"....... "To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day To the last syllable of recorded time, And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle! Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player That struts and frets his hour upon the stage And then is heard no more: it is a tale Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, Signifying nothing"

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"where there is love, nothing is too much trouble and there is always time"

Friday, October 08, 2004

And miles to go before i sleep

The woods are lovely, dark and deep
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
– Robert Frost

Don't feel like saying much..i'm exhausted...and feel like i just can;t enuff sleep..feel numb and out of control and .........
The human mind is a fascinating thing..the depths of it...the dimensions to it..complex beyond imagination.. unfathomable...do we ever really know anyone, including our ownselves?
And life..really..where are we going..how much to let go how much to hold back..how to know...oh so many questions..
Too tired to think...is there any point??

"I wanted a perfect ending. Now I've learned, the hard way, that some poems don't rhyme, and some stories don't have a clear beginning, middle, and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what's going to happen next. Delicious Ambiguity."

i've come to realise (at this point at least..i'm sure tomorrow there will be a whole new conception)...I;m not going to conclude anything.. For now.. Life, i think, just is.

Oh well, we all have our own questions..and who really knows the answers rite..we're in it together adn we'll help each other along the way, even if its the case of blind leading the blind..we may not have all the answers, but we have each other.

To end of on a positive note...

"Have patience with everything that remains unsolved in your heart. Try to love the questions themselves, like locked rooms and like books written in a foreign language. Do not now look for the answers. They cannot now be given to you because you could not live them. It is a question of experiencing everything. At present you need to live the question. Perhaps you will gradually, without even noticing it, find yourself experiencing the answer, some distant day. "
- Letters to A young Poet

Isn't this reassuring?I do actually feel better, if nothing else.



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