Sunday, 30 September 2007
noise
there is noise
too much noise
i cannot think
no idea is my own anymore
there was a time when i would think things that others had thought
but due to isolation i would believe the idea was my own
and that brought hope.
now i sit, wondering how many others have thought about noise
why write another blog on the same thing as a zillion other blogs?
why add to the noise?
why be the one to turn the volume up?
i want my life to turn the earth's volume down
i want heaven's quiet song to punctuate my day
but here i am- adding to the noise.
too much noise
i cannot think
no idea is my own anymore
there was a time when i would think things that others had thought
but due to isolation i would believe the idea was my own
and that brought hope.
now i sit, wondering how many others have thought about noise
why write another blog on the same thing as a zillion other blogs?
why add to the noise?
why be the one to turn the volume up?
i want my life to turn the earth's volume down
i want heaven's quiet song to punctuate my day
but here i am- adding to the noise.
affluency
more than wanting what you don't have is a problem, having what you don't want seems worse...
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