Saturday, February 21, 2009

some moving images reach the recesses of your mind.


Can you stop talking for one minute? Hear that often? As we grow older, our vision changes. For some it does. Priorities change. And then we can't stop talking about them. We make new plans. We can't stop talking about them either. We share. Uninhibited. You go on. Discussing. Sharing. On and on. When things look really brighter. How really bright is it? Is the grass really greener on the other side? Are things according to your plan? Is your life on its track? Are your ducks in a row? C'mon, it couldn't be that bad. Can it? Sometimes, people just like to tune off. Sometimes, they just stop listening. Not uncaring. But for one second bored to death. What we imagine our lives to be. Most times, they are often not like that. We are humans right. We make mistakes. No one's really perfect. Even those who you think are perfect, know that's true. Really. It kind of breaks your heart, when the truth is revealed right?

Confessions.

How much can you stand really? Are you supposed to portray that you are this really clean person with no dark thoughts? Everyone has them. You, me, everyone. We cease to be truthful to ourselves, and when that happens.... How will you look yourself in the mirror, and cry that laughter that comes from your heart? When it is your heart who knows the truth.