The Sexin Goddess
A personal, analytical, & unsystematic way of viewing lifeArchive for July, 2006
nature of u
Snowflakes burn raw skin,
Words that break the soul,
Right or wrong, cannot decide
One can only be at war with one self,
Who will answer the unanswerable?
Modest views, metamorphosising us into empty shells.
One look, unrecognisable, dont know who you are anymore.
Unable to connect, unable to love.
Want to run and scream, high in the mountains,
Free from me, free from you.
Accending tones, blinding, defening.
Have to requestion everyones intentions.
Evil VS Good, there’s a bit in everyone of us.
Cannot control, maybe nobody wants to control,
Maybe it is you, who doesnt want to control.
There must be reasons why,
Logic cannot understand.
No rules apply, nothing legislates it.
Its just YOU,
Its just ME.
This IS US.
A derivative of what we use to be,
Reduced to bitterness, anger and hatred.
I know, I understand.
You dont and never will.
Like the faults on the earth, that creat the mountains,
Like the ice on the road,
Like the sand in my eyes, your are.
The journey back to me,
Different, uncomfortable and lonely.
But that is all, I know it is so.
Go back to your home, go back to you.
You will be you and I will go back to being me.
xox godess
a considered paradox
It has been awhile since I put finger to keyboard, and wrote in this blog, since then a million and one things have happened, and oh how sweet life has changed.
Today surprisingly Im not aimlessly floating around my apartment contemplating the paradox of life, but I am sitting in bed at 9:12 am having just finished enrolling for the tutes this coming semester.
Good ole uni, now there’s a true love hate relationship. You love it because the idea, the concept of university is appealling. The picture in my head of myself sitting at a desk slaving away through the night by the shade of a flickering candle really does something to me. It brings out some sort of satisfaction, but when it comes to the crunch and thats exactly what I HAVE to do (well minus the candle thing) it just doesnt happen. The picture somehow alters itself.
You hate it because it gives you stress and makes your hair white, I kid you not, as a twenty-something year old you just dont expect to look in the mirror in the morning and see white hairs, the problem can only be derived down to the stress at uni. God I cant wait to finish, its worse then climbing the mountains of Nepal. The daily battles that one must have with one self to get out of bed and rock up to uni, it plays with your mind “common u can miss this one lecture, its not that important.”
You know that if you miss one class, it all goes downhill from there.
This is way too early for my brain to function…. goddamn university, it may be the only thing that can force me to wake up this early….
since I only have 4 more days like this I think I better make the most of it, rest my head and recharge my brain.
