Hope to own the big ball of yarn

Hope to own the big ball of yarn
Deep inside we're all Cheshire cat, hallucinating and being hallucinated.

Nocturnity

Because it's dark out there.
And there's but the gleaming moon and the world it conceals.
And because it shows you nothing less than what you've always wanted to see- whether it exists or not.

And you are there, alone, to appreciate it all, and wonder, if you have appreciated enough. And to wonder if you will ever be appreciated.

Thursday, February 17, 2011

NEVER

I shall never realize WHY I become SO happy whenever i am rejected and so SAD whenever I am accepted.
Maybe it is the madness in me which peeps at the slightest chance.
Maybe, just maybe, I laugh at my misery and the irony of being accepted by significant beings who are so insignificant in my life.

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