“Balancing work with personal projects may not always be easy. If you have a project or will, is it (going to be) a giant or baby project? You could have both. Either way, you will need time…”
“Sometimes, we have everything we need in life… It is just how it looks, how it looks that troubles; Like your room, if you do, or your desk, or locker, Put your thoughts in order—your life will follow…”
“Losing teeth and breaking bones, I thought, were okay. But not human emotions, o’, not those human emotions! No whisky could drown them; you would drown instead. No amount of smoke could cloud their mass of disaster…”
“Within all, blossoms something of wondrous beauty— Let it grow, let it burn, let it light your way. You who welcomes dawn, watches the day sprout and grow; You who stands over the haze, the howls, and the orange cracks at dawn, Bear in you the beauty of life, the rare glamour of it…”
“The weight of the body, heart, mind and soul, can at times be too much for one to bear. Dead within, some drag feet to their graves every day; every day, doing something, feeling useless, feeling (like) nothing…”
“The sky of emotions thunders with dark clouds. A heavy heart fears… the coming storm, the raging floods; The end feels near…”
Scurrying through my mind’s enveloping dark, I clasp reason; smokey above and smokey below. Whoosh! Whoosh! Accompany my passing, “To the gates! To the gates!” A whisper a-side, “Decision, make it now, no time! No better time!” The dark is full, I scurry through; my mind is full.
Work is an integral part of life. Believers would hold toil as man’s curse for the forbidden fruit. Non-believers would blame necessity, survival. Both views work for me. At the end of the day, life and work remain entwined. Is work life? Most people who have walked or stormed out […]
The Lynch, 1318 words.
“It is a dark place to walk through. Under a bridge, marked by giant rocks, you would want to steer clear. I would never in my right senses find me there…”