Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Some old time prose from 9/27/2000

Things I wonder when coming near.
What would it take to be so near?
Care and wonder is all I think of.
May be the latter will some day take off.
Nonsense I think, but nothing else to think of.
Image I see because there is nothing else to think of.
Someday I will come to a conclusion,
I do wonder if that’s even possible.

Anything is possible, the choices are limitless,
But what do we do in the meanwhile?
Every day flies, and another day comes.
Things go away so where is the fun?
Is it supposed to be, than what is the point?
Enjoy every day, but forget of the point?

Meaning we need unless we cannot function.
Function is questionable, existence is function.
World is so mere that it makes people wonder.
Wonder again, but the nature can thunder.

Choose recreation or choose to make money.
Choice is again a limitless wonder.
Think is a process, but can you survive it?
Thoughts and your own mind can make you lose your whole focus.
That is to say you have focus to begin with. Anything goes, or it seems, point the finger.

Candy and apple and childhood stories,
Why do we grow up, and why do we quarrel?
Love is a killer or at least certainly can be.
Life without love to some seems ungrateful.
But what do we do if there is nothing out there?
What we see in others is the only key to be aware.
Do we need to experience or is it enough just to see?
Share or stay focused on what you can do.
Love is irrational, so is a human.
Who should we trust?
Who should we trust if the world is so full of…

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