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Surrealism
Surrealism
A small, tan coloured book, completely unadorned. The binding is worn and aged, the pages slightly tattered and curling towards the edges. Several small notes peek out here and there from between the sheaves of parchment and pieces of torn blue silk mark places within.
Monday, 01 October 2007
There is an ache..it's like nothing you ever encounter, it's not like a physical ache, more like..you ache with your essence, although you can feel it..it runs deeper than flesh. People experience it for many things, for their children, family, their homeland...lovers. It's a combination of such a strong longing, a yearning that grips at your soul...and such a physical sensation, like you can feel something deep inside you, being ripped away.

Regret for the things we did can be tempered by time; it is regret for the things we did not do that is inconsolable

This I will say...go for it, always, aways go for it. If you screw up well hey, you tried...there is more truth in that one sentence than in most words I speak. You may wake up one day and your whole life has slipped you by, or you may wake up and find your whole life lying next to you.

So it took you 30 tries to get it right...you tried, it's better than waiting and fretting and then it being too late...and you never get the chance. There is nothing deeper than regret for the unknown. So do it...now, do it. Whatever that one thing is, that thing that you always wanted to say, always wanted to do...NOW. Not later, or tomorrow...or the next day, dont wait on something different, dont conisder the consequences...if it matters that much then do it.

It is better to cry 3 months worth of hard tears over a mistake made in earnest...that cry a lifetime of pain over a experience never chanced upon. Life is short, it wont still be there tomorrow.

In the end, you wait too long you lose it anyway...so what are we all so afriad of. We make mistakes sure, gods know I make more than most, but when I get it right it will be all the sweeter for having faced the hardship.

I want to sing a thousand words, I want to bear my soul to the world, I want to scream my pain from the mountains and fill the desert with my tears. I want to hole myself up in quarantine, I want to hide from the eyes...

I breathe in the memories...Im trying, so hard am I trying

If I just lay here, would you lie with me?

Celestia posted @ 18:06 - Link - comments (4)
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