Hoje à noite a Terra deve girar. Hoje à noite as estrelas hão de cintilar, em seu brilho longínquo. Hoje à noite, quem sabe, a Lua faça uma visita, se preparando para o grande evento do próximo domingo. Neste dia, para algumas formas conscientes de sua existência, ela entrará na frente de um deus perpétuo para eles. A Lua se colocará entre a casa dessas formas e sua fonte inesgotável de energia, de vida...
Mas, hoje à noite, quem sabe, a Lua faça uma visita, mas sem nem olhar para essas formas. Ela estará Nova, olhando para o grande deus brilhante e explosivo, inalcançável.
I remember all those times when you’d turn to look back at me from amongst the crowd of people that brought us together and kept us apart, to laugh at one of my stupid jokes. Your eyes would sometimes meet mine and my heart would then skip a beat. Sometimes they’d just travel the length of my face, looking for something. At those times, my lips would quiver a bit, be a little too self-conscious about the half smile they’d put on my face. My eyes, then, would look into yours while yours wandered over my awkward smile. My heart would start knocking hard at the wall of concrete emptiness that separated you from me, making my whole being quiver a little as it urged me to scream out to you. I’d die a little, knowing this moment would soon be over, knowing we’d continue to live as though this moment never happened. I’d die a little as we’d go back to being one of those people that brought us together and kept us apart, and nothing more.
i find it weird how people are afraid of the dark, they say its because they dont know whats out there but at this pont i dont want to know whats out there anymore because whether you can see it or not its still there but the beauty of the dark is that we dont need to be afraid because we dont have a clue as to what may lurk in the darkness. we can be like kids again oblivious to the terrors of the world. i would rather live in the dark
Someone once said to me "we all create our own hell" this baffled me at the time for i was only young however as time as passed, it has become clearer that she meant the decisions we make form our lives and the decisions which are bad form a hell like situation. to this day, i think she was wrong, we don't all create our own hell, we create our own life with the help of others but it does not have to be a bad life. if you make a bad decision learn how to fix it, don't live with the pain on your shoulders, because i think we can all create our own heaven.