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Time And Space

Lost in Forever.

by Kathrrryn 9/3/2012

written by Kathrrryn

This song is really close to home for me, I thought a lot of you could probably relate.

Am I just floating around in this moment of time and space? It makes me wonder. A state of mind, ’cause I’m just fading away, and my head is lost up in the satellites. I’m so far and gone to ever get it right. Through unseeing eyes, day dreaming again.

Eternity is seemingly an endless waiting. Lost in forever. Eternally, a limitless time. It’s never ending. I’m lost in forever.

Am I just hanging around all alone in my mindless haze? It takes me under. […]

9/3/2012 0 comment

Kashimer

by Voxpendragon 5/12/2012

written by Voxpendragon

My dearest Love.

I am a travler of both time and space, as well as aÂ seeker of truth…
How can I make you happy when I can’t do it for myself and we are so selfish we will do it for ourselves but not each other, so if we are unable to do it for each other how can we hope to come out of our reverie and care more abot the other than ourself? I love you this way. I would not choose breath over death if living is to be done alone. How can you be so foolish? How can I… Â I am so […]

5/12/2012 0 comment

Time Stands Still

by QuixoticNomad 4/7/2012

written by QuixoticNomad

In Othello, Desdemona is smothered by her lover, Othello. Throughout the past year I’ve been telling myself I could never do that to you(I could never do that, physically, to you). However, it dawns on me that my pounding on your door when you needed space was in fact me smothering you. I am smothering you now just by sending you this letter. I am so sorry for this, for everything.

Bronte said it best between Jane Erye and Rochester: There is something inexplicable beneath my left ribs that was once connected to you in a similar fashion; but that connection has been severed and now […]

4/7/2012 1 comment

by ckj44 2/27/2012

written by ckj44

I was 13 when I realized that I would inevitably die.

I saw my body changing, and unlike most young teens who would
Enter a phase in which they cannot control their raging hormones and impulses, I merely noted the changes as the first leap toward my inevitable demise.

You see,

The change itself is what inspired this cognition.

I watched myself mature and it disgusted me.

My thoughts became more intelligent and clear, but apprehension and the reluctant realization of my mortality were the first discernible responses to the Change.

Life, at that moment, lost its magic.

I began writing. I played the guitar, in my room, […]

2/27/2012 11 comments