Friday, June 19, 2009

Faces to put on..

My life is filled with sadness,

My shadows is filled with gladness,

Jung told me so...

Who knows where I need to go?
Move back move forward, what does it matter?

All I hear is constant idol chatter.

Lips moving, no words, like a dream that can only be described by mimicking the strings of a puppet.

Let me erase this past and bring me forward a new. IS that we all need to do?

How many times did I wine the same old line that life was not intertwined with my outcome of actions? There is not only one path but many. Dont use a bath to clean, use the present. Still life is near.

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