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Tuesday, May 5, 2009
In the dearth of.... what?
I was in a strange dilemma a few days ago. Was it a dearth of time, or a dearth of planning, permutation combination. Everyday is a product of intense action and consequent predicament. Action is essential to adjudicate the abilities of an individual. Let's waste a minute, or two, or maybe five for instance. It's just guilt, pure guilt, maybe after 10 minutes or maybe after 10 days. Yet the emotion surfaces.

Time is unchangeable, yet what we decide to feed into the moment can change. We stand bound by a strange feud, every moment, every hour. What's next, what was before? Anything new? I'm not sure. The chocolate melts against itself, pouring out of the saucer plate. Yes, it's reward, it's reward for sure, for some diligence I shared some day...

There's no chocolate on my plate today. It's dullening, it's breaking up. The hues crack, in their inability to blend, to collaborate. It marks the end, the end of weighed action.... The chocolate appears and fades again, into an illusion of its own.....

posted by bereaved vendetta @ 8:02 AM  
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