thoughts in chaos

long is the way and hard that out of hell leads up to the light. [john milton] don't ever tell anybody anything. if you do, you start missing everybody. [j.d.salinger]


January 13, 2006

rider on the storm

it was raining - a cool, revigorating rain, tears of joy from the bleak skies above. i closed myself inside my room, and sat near the window, hearing the rain pouring outside. suddenly an echo sounded far away - a distant thunder, cracking among the clouds, threathening the earth with the wrath of the heavens. i ran to the window, hoping to see lightning, to hear tunder again, to feel again a storm above me. nothing. even the rain stopped.

9:51 PM

 

1 Comments:

Blogger João Campos said...

looking for the peace that only the purest violence can give.

14/1/06 16:24  

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