As you were
What is with this ever mocking embrace of time and age, is it to be that of waste or sweetend like wines taste, can we measure mortality as we wither n grow, make new to old, is it to be held so seriously that the more we see the less we can be told, were the more we gather in age then so brittles the soul. In a world were forever is only but the time you live, where the longer we wait may not equal strength gained through pain we had to give, now, though bold, theres less we can behold, though true, there meerly enriched stories of you, is it to be endless like a sea with only a body to caress and ease no longer lost only more choices to belive. For to me life is not of what we have left to prove, but more or less how you feel when your finally through.
Soapbox girl said:
Apr 20, 09 at 10:00 amvery cool. i like that part…forever is only but the time you live. so true. and the last sentence is awesome. everyone gets so wrapped up in what they can do better, what they have to get done, where they have to go, blah dee blah dee blah. how we feel about ourselves and our lives at the end is the only thing that matters. the part about..the more we see the less we can be told?…does that refer to the fact that just because your old doesn’t necessarily mean you can’t still learn a thing or two? that’s what i got out of it. that just because your old doesn’t mean you know everything or even know more than someone younger than you. it’s usually the other way around. nowadays by the time your 14 you literally have about the same knowledge as your parents. we are learning things so fast these days, we are constantly passing up our parents in the knowledge sense.