Related? Fragments
© Brodiss 2002
Below are a number of fragments of thoughts I have had over the past few years. Some of these may have a tendency towards angst while a few may seem almost flippant. Still, they all may be considered at least vaguely philisophical which is why I have gathered them together on this page.
I think of you
And that is enough.
Do not cry
It will not change the new past
Just make it fresher
In old minds.
Uncertainty is the worm that hollows out the soul.
Love lies bleeding
Across the burning rocks
Cast asunder by another dream.
The cry of a wounded violin.
Her face smiled
But her eyes did not
For what are they
But reflections of her soul
The laughing man mocks us with his strident voices.
Memory is just a means by which to recall torture.
Never justify your love.
Honesty is not always the least painful path.
Belief is not entirely beyond the realm of doubt.
To believe in a dream
Is not to say that reality
Should yet be discarded…
Sometimes when you open a can of worms,
They turn out to be venomous snakes.
Silence is the strongest weapon.
Reality is a perception open to interpretation.
There is some connection in there that is just not being made.
Here I am:
A brief moment within the hour of eternity;
A short thread worked into the tapestry of time;
An abrupt syllable somewhere in the sentence of being.
Elephants in the garden make mowing difficult.
You can not be anything but what you are meant to be.
Only the illusion of wisdom can be bought.
Reality and your perceptions do not always coincide.
I think that I have slipped through the cracks.
Dying the first time was easy.
It was dying the second time that was the real killer.
There's no one here.
The walls are empty
And there are empty spaces in the air.