really ...

Mind if I be a cliché for a moment? Peripherial lighting, incents burning, soft jazz in the background, after a day in the office, my room: my cave, my shell, my solice .. or as my friend whom I am talking to simultaneously on MSN while writing this would suggest, perfect ambience to do it like they do it on the Discovery Channel .. indeed Nette… wouldn''t be writing this if so ...

But really, it’s times like these when I can truly appreciate this bastian of me, away from everything, everyone and just concerntrate on me, me and more of me…

For the past few days there have been incidents and instances which have made me think that I’d be better off just s.t.f.u. (shutting the fuck up for abbreviation haters) as my thoughts, comments, opinions and retorts have been either cast aside as being rhetorical, fodder for a jibe at me or just been swept underneath the waves of superficial, midless jibber jabber.

Human nature would make it that if you have a legitimate point of view, you’d have the right to express that thought and well, have a sensible retort of agreement or critique, rather than some Bessel making you seem like a fool, enough said….

Wonders what 10 minutes of lambasting could do to your soul….

I’ve been irked by Nette to put this in:

“iaNNeH© says:
…and do not contribute to my angst babe.. u were going well until u said watching the man utd game...
nette. still in my dreams you are so damn beautiful says:
u can write that in ur blog as well
nette. still in my dreams you are so damn beautiful says:
linetttes going to old trafford to watch man y play everton
nette. still in my dreams you are so damn beautiful says:
n she dosent even care
nette. still in my dreams you are so damn beautiful says:
LOVE. =)
iaNNeH© says:
and this is me not talking to you
iaNNeH© says:
.....
nette. still in my dreams you are so damn beautiful says:
she rather see alex
nette. still in my dreams you are so damn beautiful says:
u can paste that as well
nette. still in my dreams you are so damn beautiful says:
ok i need to go read ym shit
nette. still in my dreams you are so damn beautiful says:
laterr
iaNNeH© says:
I'kk tell the world where they can direct the pitchforks at ... haha .. later sweets...”

Oh for the love of everything beautiful and sacred, there is a deprived soul who missed out on something that would be an anointment of a religious experience…


I COULD KILL, AND I WOULD

Another thought:
And at times,I just feel that I shouldn’t be hoping or wishing for what things should be, the ideal situation, part of me wants to dwell,to hope, another part of me wants me to be pragmatic, and another part of me just wants me to .. dream? … sigh

rhetorical

”Tender is the night
Lying by your side
Tender is the touch
Of someone that you love too much
Tender is the day
The demons go away
Lord I need to find
Someone who can heal my mind

Come on, Come on, Come on
Get through it
Come on, Come on, Come on
Love's the greatest thing
Come on, Come on, Come on
Get through it
Come on, Come on, Come on
Love's the greatest thing
That we have
I'm waiting for that feeling
Waiting for that feeling to come

Tender is the ghost
The ghost I love the most
Hiding from the sun
Waiting for the night to come
Tender is my heart
I'm screwing up my life
Lord I need to find
Someone who can heal my mind

Come on, Come on, Come on
Get through it
Come on, Come on, Come on
Love's the greatest thing
Come on, Come on, Come on
Get through it
Come on, Come on, Come on
Love's the greatest thing
That we have
I'm waiting for that feeling
Waiting for that feeling to come ..."

- Exerpts from Tender, by Blur