Mindless Thoughts & Serious Scribblings

[shaxyra]

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love can make you irrational yet sometimes it can also make you rational.

[makatasawi]

suway kog binisaya-

pangutana: "bai, unsa magsturya ang duwa ka hambugiru?"

tubag: "sila ra duwa naa didtu lugara, k ang uban
mapalid man sa hangin"

[splendid moonlight]

the very thought of you
and I forget to do
the little ordinary things
that everyone ought to do...!

I see you everytime I hear a happy love song.

[absinthe]

Have you ever become the worst version of yourself. That a pandora's box of all the hateful things, your spite, your arrogance, your condecension has sprung open? Someone upsets you and instead of smiling and walking away... you zing them. "Hello it's Mr Nasty". I'm sure you have no idea what I'm talking about...
I always take a relationship to the next level. If that works out, I take it to the next level after that, until I finally reach that level when it becomes absolutely necessary for me to leave.

[makatasawi]

breaking my back just to know your name
17 tracks and I've had it with this game...

[b|tcH_g0dd3sS]

I see a situation before me. I see drama. I see laughter. I see tears.

All of you can be wrong much!

and I'm just here at the wayside...waiting.

[absinthe]

Words are flying out like
endless rain into a paper cup
They slither while they pass
They slip away across the universe
Pools of sorrow waves of joy
are drifting through my open mind
Possessing and caressing me

[josephdc]

I saw a man, sitting in a chair, and he said, "It must be the coffee."

"The coffee?" I asked. "What makes you think it's the coffee?"

"Well," he answered, "only a coffee can give you this... boldness, if I may call it that. Look... I'm leaving this place in a few hours, and all I got to say is this. When I see her tonight, I'll hand her this note I've written. It's very cryptic. I intended it this way. It reads:

"'I can't stay here, but I must.
Don't you think it's such an awful thought?
The idea that time stretches to infinity?
Perhaps I should bury my eyes in the pages of books?
Perhaps I should ride with the waves of sound,
and drown myself in hopelessly melancholic music?'"

"I sense a hint of superfluity in your last line," I told him.

"Hmmm... Really?"

"Yes."

"Yeah, I feel that way, too. But I'm trying hard to be really sincere."

***

I've been asking myself how I could reach you.

Are you out there?

You must be.

Your face is blurry. I can't see the details of your body.

You hover like a ghost in my mind.

But you're there.

In the darkness. In the distance. Somewhere in time. Somewhere into the future.

Someplace.

With some people.

But you're there.

Can you hear me?

Can you recognize my voice?

I'm here.

What are you doing?

Where are you going?

Would you like to know who I am? What I'm doing? How come you've only heard from me now? Where I've been all these years?

My words are fading, and I can hardly hear your voice.

Your words are indistinct.

Don't worry, don't be upset. Smile, just smile. I'm happy as long as you're happy.

***

The scent of apples
brings with it
the scent of December.

***

Perhaps,
if I do my very, very best,
and pore over this page,
and not leave my seat
unless I get it right,
I can use all my power
to melt all these words in my mind,
and assemble your body in front of me.
Yes, using verses,
and phrases,
and paragraphs,
I'll try to assemble your body as best
as I can.
I'll form your limbs,
your torso,
your neck,
your heels,
your fingers -- and they have to be tiny.
And when I get to doing your head,
I'll be extra careful.
I'll spend days and days just doing your head,
your face,
the curvature of your smile,
and your eyes, your hair.

Oh, but your eyes,
how long would it really take me to finish them?
An eternity, maybe?
Your lips, months, even years?
Your body, a thousand weeks?
Your smile, your look?

I give up. I'll just ponder the idea
that you are formless.
That you are the essence of things.
That your attributes are present in all things
beautiful.

[saidox]

You cant see California without Marlon Brando's eyes!!

[absinthe]

Walked around my good intentions and found out there were none