April 2008
4 posts
excerpt from something I never wrote.
we’re all just tired, wanting sleep, but waiting for the lullaby.
Excerpts from Amos Oz's The Same Sea
agbritt: A Shadow Vague rumors abound, and half-testimonies too, concerning a gigantic, almost human creature, that roams alone in the Tibetan mountains. Single and free. Footprints have been photographed in the snow once or twice in inaccessible places where even the most intrepid mountainer would hardly dare venture. Almost certainly it is nothing but a local legend. Like the Loch Ness...
Let something go.
If you let something go, and it truly loves you, then it will come back. Thats how the story goes, but what if it hasn’t gotten the chance to really love you? Do you still let go?
Our souls go searching...
I often ask myself this of love: Is love that which makes you obsess about someone else for no discernible reason? Is it the smile and the butterflies you get in anticipation of that person’s arrival? Is it the reason you stay in bed in your lovers embrace instead of going to work? Is it that feeling you get after just meeting somebody and you know that there is something there? Is it an...