

you can never just see skyTracing a finger across the white plane trails, forming patterns and pictures in your mind; blue and white. Stretching up into eternity, but in reality only a short way away. But you can never seen just sky. Somewhere, in the corner of your eye, there is that tiny glint of green, reminding you. You live on Earth. Its one of those moments, lying on your back in an empty field, listening to the music of an ice-cream van as it passes, a couple of streets away. One of those moments, of sudden realisation, of just how happy you actually are.you can never just see sky


Oh, anyone can be a writer.Anyone can be a writer, throwing down lines with an abab rhyming scheme, a dash of iambic pentameter and call it a poem. Add a sequence of complimentary chords, drums, guitar; poems become lyrics in a Top 10 Hit. A catchy riff, an infectious rhythm. Anything to be remembered. To stand out, to be unique. Everyone is striving to be unique. "Be unique, like everybody else" words written in a myspace "about-me". There's a writer; she knows how those words make her appear; philosophising over the stupidity of the world. Laughing as they dye their hair pink, put on their skinny jeans, big black eyeliner and think they're the only ones that thoughtOh, anyone can be a writer.


just a white lie?Lie; a false statement made with deliberate intent to deceive; an intentional untruth; a falsehood. According to the internet there are many types of lies; a white lie, a noble lie, an emergency lie. There is a taxonomy of lies, the psychology of lying, the consequences even the morality of lying. Oxymoron, lets contradict ourselves. Moral; concerned with the principles or rules of right conduct or the distinction between right and wrong. Then what is a moral lie? Moral Lie; a false statement concerned with the principles or rules of right conduct made with deliberate intent to deceive with a distinction between right and wrong.just a white lie?


ruminationRuminate, I like that word. It sounds like the slow easy process of a thousand thoughts rushing through your mind. I ruminate too much, it takes forever, forever in a split second. Take a step into your mind for what you think is a second, and lose a day.rumination
I watch people on the way home; watch them as they sit in their seats, weary from the day's work, home on their daily commute.
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