Tuesday, August 21, 2007
ulalame.
I wonder how well you can really get to know a person in just two hours. I wonder how my inconsistent answers to preset questions will add or detract from the picture. I've known myself for 24 years and counting, and I'm still in the process of carving new layered facets within and impulsive disembowelment. A rough gauge is better than none, I suppose. To find yourself wanting is also very enlightening. Today, I remember. Today, I forget. Today, I acknowledge. Today, I overlook. And today, I indulge. By misleading myself, distractions abound. (Would that I be willing!) So here's some Edgar Allan Poe today from Tamerlane: What tho the moon - the white moon - Shed all the splendor of her noon, Her smile is chilly - and her beam, In that time of dreariness, will seem (So like you gather in your breath) A portrait taken after death. And boyhood is a summer sun Whose waning is the dreariest one. For all we live to known is known, And all we seek to keep hath flown. Let life, then, as the day-flower, fall With the noon-day beauty - which is all.
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