contrive reflections

Inspired impressions of ones mind.

Tuesday, June 28, 2005

Funny sentences

Festoon faction can fill society's zeal and when they form upon acumen its more paragon then character.

Question an individual with erato and secrete beauty.

An endeavor's influence, is to be cleaver.

Understand impecunious observation, about almost any slather system through obtuseness.

Thursday, June 23, 2005

the sun

There was a bird that was lost, and far from home. He didn't know his way back. He thought he came from the east but wasn't sure. Every night he looked far off in the sunset, trying to find the way to his distant home. He wondered when he would see it again. His heart ached with great desire, with his soul desire was to return home, return to his destiny. Everyday he gave a little more of himself, trying to figure out his situation. His heart ached with every beat. Then one day it came to him, if he followed the sun, then maybe he could find his way home. He now knew his soul's desire, his passion. An ache to follow the sun.

Sunday, June 12, 2005

time in motion

The chatter of echos drifted upon the thick blanketed air. The surf rose and fell with every breath, whispering its sweet melodies. Will today be the day I drift away? Where my soul carries upon the sea? Take me to a place where there's full of passion. Take me to a place where love was never lost. My soul searches for this place in time, this existence. For now there has been one birth. My mind rises and falls at expectancy of a new day, but to fail and all remains the same. I want to breathe the new salt of the earth. Have my feet on new solid ground. Will tomorrow be that day... Where I drift away? Where I find my space in time. In motion, in place. Where I am, and it all just is.....Just me.

Friday, June 10, 2005

scatter

Shatter pieces scatter the ground. Mournful reaction battled the simple liminal light shines through. Out wit malice turns stolid. The only hallmark I had to claim turned tawdry and vapid. The eminent conclusion was no more, for only in time it may be again.