The Mirror.
So, i've survived thus far,
and i'd give credit to God.
managing to do math (albeit during lectures)
understanding history (thanks to a seraphic senior's superior essays; superior to the whimpy notes we paid 10 bucks for)
actually having a innately comprehension for new subjects like lit (even though they're all uber depressive and potentially reflect my feelings)
and even proving to be more consitant in debate (sparks no more)
all at the same time.
its not like me to micro-manage so much of a myriad of activities and not collapse in exhaustion. well, even without learning from the recalitrant consequences of over-stacking my plate, i have learnt to pray. and i think gigas has too.
i was just thinking about that guy samson after bs on wed. must gaurd against feelings-led descisions.
Now I am a lake A woman bends over me,
Searching my reaches for what she really is.
Then she turns to those liars, the candles or the moon.
I see her back and reflect it faihfully.
She rewards me with tears and agitation of hands.
I am important to her, she comes and goes.
Each morning it is her face that replaces the darkness.
In me she has drowned a young girl, and in me an old woman
Rises towards her day after day, like a terrible fish.
gee, i get new revelations everytime.
the sun; the darkness.
things happen so fast. not that i cant accept it. i'm just not used to it perhaps.
whatever it is,
i'm honored,
truly.
indifferent.
dao.
sharp.
and now you see.
God bless them volcanoes.
and i'd give credit to God.
managing to do math (albeit during lectures)
understanding history (thanks to a seraphic senior's superior essays; superior to the whimpy notes we paid 10 bucks for)
actually having a innately comprehension for new subjects like lit (even though they're all uber depressive and potentially reflect my feelings)
and even proving to be more consitant in debate (sparks no more)
all at the same time.
its not like me to micro-manage so much of a myriad of activities and not collapse in exhaustion. well, even without learning from the recalitrant consequences of over-stacking my plate, i have learnt to pray. and i think gigas has too.
i was just thinking about that guy samson after bs on wed. must gaurd against feelings-led descisions.
Now I am a lake A woman bends over me,
Searching my reaches for what she really is.
Then she turns to those liars, the candles or the moon.
I see her back and reflect it faihfully.
She rewards me with tears and agitation of hands.
I am important to her, she comes and goes.
Each morning it is her face that replaces the darkness.
In me she has drowned a young girl, and in me an old woman
Rises towards her day after day, like a terrible fish.
gee, i get new revelations everytime.
the sun; the darkness.
things happen so fast. not that i cant accept it. i'm just not used to it perhaps.
whatever it is,
i'm honored,
truly.
indifferent.
dao.
sharp.
and now you see.
God bless them volcanoes.