Me? Nephrite. aka Jade. Stone, first and foremost. Being human comes later. Nah. I'm just kidding. Film fanatic. Lit Major. Loves books (DUH). Dragon baby.
Don't watch much TV. I want to live like its the last moon rising and scream, just like no one's there. Here, I might lose all of my control. Don't blame me later if you don't wanna heed my warning.
sometimes I say things that don't come out right but its all in the heat of the moment. It's not too late for you to turn back now. In these Invisible Cities I will build by myself,
I hope you will enjoy yourself. The city will be made of green and black. There will be no bed of roses, but a crown of thorns. There will be wilted red roses and drooping stalks of violets.
There will be rainbows, but with no pots of gold. There will be more rain than sun, more tears than smiles. What? Did you think this was some kind of fairytale? Baby, wake up and smell the flowers. There are none. Where did the flowers go? I don't know.
And then you will see the world through my eyes.
i wanna make you move.
Thursday, February 21, 2008
Nephrite at 3:54:00 PM
the shades of grey....
Keep you in the darkYou know they all pretendKeep you in the darkAnd so it all began I hold on so nervously To me and my drink I wish it was cooling me But so far, has not been good It’s been shitty And I feel awkward, as I should This club has got to be The most pretentious thing Since I thought you and me Well I am imagining A dark lit place Or your place or my placeSend in your skeletonsSing as their bones come marching in...againThey need you buried deepThe secrets that you keep are at the readyAre you ready?I'm finished making senseDone pleading ignoranceThat whole...defenseSpinning infinity, boyThe wheel is spinning meIt's never-ending, never-endingSame old story Well I’m not paralyzed But, I seem to be struck by you I want to make you move Because you’re standing still If your body matches What your eyes can do You’ll probably move right through Me on my way to youWhat if I say I'm not like the others?What if I say I'm not just another one of your playsYou're the pretenderWhat if I say I will never surrender?
those two songs make me wonder why i was so hooked onto RHCP sometimes.
haha.
lynd has encouraged me to continue writing songs or poetry.
which, i havent been doing for sometime now.
the book i used to use for songwriting has began collecting dust.
i think i stopped cux i felt that with every new song n poem i wrote the more useless it became.
especially after i submitted my entry into epiphany's writing competition.
sometimes i wonder where people go wrong.
why they make mistakes they usually wouldnt make
and why they cant find the solutions to the problems like they usually do.
then i realise, that its possible that when a person falls,
they'd rather STAY fallen, then be right back up to where they were before.
sometimes, just sometimes, its easier to live fallen then to continue living standing for all the world to see.
i dont think its laziness or defeatist attitude anymore.
for me, seeing this is becoming as real to me as living.
or dying, if u wanna look at it a slightly more morbid way.
i suppose we have to die to live and fail, in order to learn.
but after learning, what we decide to do is entirely up to us....
to accept, remain sitting down and getting on w life peacefully, perhaps taking a different direction, may just allow us to be a step closer to attaining happiness rather than struggling and fighting all the time, being unhappy, dying unhappy.
ok. i think im getting OLD.
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