December 2010
2 posts
Let the guitar string ring. Let it ring in harmony with the one above it and the one below it. A cheerful sound fills the air, three strings in unison, playing different parts to the same full, textured sound. Somehow the sound waves waft through the air, mingling with the hiss of the sea and the cries of the seagulls and the salt in the air and the smooth look of the pebbles. Wrap yourself a bit...
October 2009
1 post
Letter
What am I in this world? I am nobody, I am meaningless, nothing but a tiny speck of dust. I look around and see all the people who have achieved, who reached for the stars and went there, all the people that matter. And I, I am standing at the feet of giants, gazing up in awe. I am one of many, a bastard child of society, filled with false vanity to protect myself from realizing my...
September 2009
1 post
Returning
I am waiting for the train to come, but it will take a while. I see other trains passing by, half empty and illuminated on the inside by neon lights flooding the scene with loneliness, as if to recreate an Edward Hopper painting. The street lamps shoot piercing arrows of light, radiating a cold, knowing aura, exposing the people shuffling past anxiously. The lamps seem to shine through the passers...