After the last midtown show


2 cents.
November 9, 2011, 3:13 pm
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This tab has been open for hours. This, page. This, window this blank white space. Neglected, ignored, looked over, forgotten, dumped, squeezed right to the very small alley corner of one’s mind. How can a space so big so wide, so evidently innocent being pushed to one’s bag of memories. Strange.

Blind are we. We are blind. Very. Blinded by everything. Blinded by even the smallest of thoughts. Blinded by the strong rays of sunshine that greeted us every morning. Blinded by the soft, pure, misty light from the moon, fully drawn, carved onto night skies. Blinded by words. Words that painted countless of pictures by strangers we have never met before. The pen so tough, firmly bows down to his master and followed every single step, swirls, rejections and success. Blinded by actions of others. Blinded by empty, hopeless promises. Blinded, simply blinded.

What are we suppose to do with such unjust. How are we suppose to react to such insecurity, haunting, traumatizing us every night, picking on our very last inch of self defence. Self.

Life is all about taking leaps and leaps of faith. Constantly being pushed over steep cliffs, no parachutes, no helium to fill up our self blown air of lack of confidence, no ropes to be thrown and tighten over a huge big rock balancing holding to our weight. Nothing. We jump into a river of faith, overflowing hopes, unfinished bubbles of dreams, tuck down by heavy waves of setbacks. Pushed over to the middle of the sea over again.

You swim, you keep swimming. Choked with the heaviest saltiest taste in your mouth, you keep swimming.

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