thoughts in chaos

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June 21, 2006

Anathema

in times of darkness, old words shall be remembered again. and, perhaps, rewritten.

life's a game. a motherfucking game that we play blindfolded. we learn how to raise and walk only to learn how to fall. we smile. we cry. we rejoice. we suffer. all in vain, for in the end, every one of us will inevitably lose. death will come to take us away with her. there shall be no redemption. no return. only an endless sorrow for all that we leave behind for the eternity.

i know all this, just as i knew it six years ago, when i first wrote it in my english class. a red page on my notebook. i know all this. it's obvious. everything that has a beginning has an end. now, i don't need to remember this in every waking moment. let me live my life with all its troubles; i need no other. i need not to worry about inevitabilities such as death, because there are a lot of things that aren't inevitable to worry about. those can be changed. those may be worth changing.

carpe diem, said the romans. seize the day. do it. help me doing it. don't cast an anathema on me. not before the time.

2:24 AM

 

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

ok. acho que percebi. bem que eu queria conseguir viver do melhor modo todos os dias e todos os momentos... é difícil, mas vou fazer por isso. Ah, e vou tentar esquecer as inevitabilidades da morte.

22/6/06 16:14  

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