Memory is like a child walking along a seashore. You never can tell what small pebble it will pick up and store away among its treasured things...
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
The Way I Write About Things
I used to write about stars, destinies and fate; yet now i write like everyone else. About my regular activities, whatever that may have came my way as I move along the journey of limited time; through life. Time used to be against me, now it still is. I have visions and voices in my head, telling me stories that fits the missing pieces of the puzzle. Perhaps I'm crazy, but the truth is, all the best people are. I seem to be neglecting my inspiration; far too much distraction. I need to find my inner peace once again, to gain balance and gain total control of whats within. . .
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