three days already?!?
yeah, sorry about the lack of posts...
hey, why am i apologising??? this is MY blog, i don't have to explain myself or apologise to you lesser mortals *sniff* ha... yeah, i apologise WAY too much... my lab partner (stuart/reuben, depends on which one he likes better that day..and he's crazy) thinks it's hysterical to have me bump into his arm accidently during class and absently mutter a "sorry", he keeps telling me i don't have to, but it's ingrained i guess... stu's a triffle odd himself...
i think i might take the telescope out tonight..it's really cold and there are no clouds to speak of yet (as i type this an unholy storm is about to rise, knowing my luck), so it will be a wonderful time to have a bit of a gaze... i do love to have a look at the stars every now and agian... i've stopped looking up at night when i'm outside and i have somewhere to be... i'm stuck, i can't move, i fall up into all of that...that...that gloriousness... i have mentioned that this is what i want, yes? oh gods, when i look up into all of that, i want to be there so bad that it burns...i want to be out in that velvet darkness, knowing death is beyond the walls of my tin can (thanks for that major tom) knowing that i might once be out in the untouched lands that inhabit the great unknown...i dream that we are not alone. that all of us is all in them... or if we are alone, simply to be lost ones in the void, i dream of it as a glorious aloneness...that astronauts and philosophers will weep as they kneel on the virgin soil of those celestial bodies that orbit the stars we barely acknowledge... that they will throw open their arms and hearts to some shining sky and call down anyone, anything to come to them, to us, so that we need not be the only, the last, the first; forsaken or forgotten or never known...this is my wish, my ache, my dream and my passionate cry in the darkest hours of the night when i know that no one hears me or cares, that humanity will rise beyond me, beyond this... it will meld into one; that which pulls at the heart of this one, will pull at the hearts of many, and we shall seek... we will destroy all there is of us, we will perish in the search, burnt out like the dead stars we've sheilded ourselves from the yearning for in this microchiped age...
ha, look at that...prehaps i was born far too early...but then idon't plan on dying, so it might happen for me yet, hermmm?
hey, why am i apologising??? this is MY blog, i don't have to explain myself or apologise to you lesser mortals *sniff* ha... yeah, i apologise WAY too much... my lab partner (stuart/reuben, depends on which one he likes better that day..and he's crazy) thinks it's hysterical to have me bump into his arm accidently during class and absently mutter a "sorry", he keeps telling me i don't have to, but it's ingrained i guess... stu's a triffle odd himself...
i think i might take the telescope out tonight..it's really cold and there are no clouds to speak of yet (as i type this an unholy storm is about to rise, knowing my luck), so it will be a wonderful time to have a bit of a gaze... i do love to have a look at the stars every now and agian... i've stopped looking up at night when i'm outside and i have somewhere to be... i'm stuck, i can't move, i fall up into all of that...that...that gloriousness... i have mentioned that this is what i want, yes? oh gods, when i look up into all of that, i want to be there so bad that it burns...i want to be out in that velvet darkness, knowing death is beyond the walls of my tin can (thanks for that major tom) knowing that i might once be out in the untouched lands that inhabit the great unknown...i dream that we are not alone. that all of us is all in them... or if we are alone, simply to be lost ones in the void, i dream of it as a glorious aloneness...that astronauts and philosophers will weep as they kneel on the virgin soil of those celestial bodies that orbit the stars we barely acknowledge... that they will throw open their arms and hearts to some shining sky and call down anyone, anything to come to them, to us, so that we need not be the only, the last, the first; forsaken or forgotten or never known...this is my wish, my ache, my dream and my passionate cry in the darkest hours of the night when i know that no one hears me or cares, that humanity will rise beyond me, beyond this... it will meld into one; that which pulls at the heart of this one, will pull at the hearts of many, and we shall seek... we will destroy all there is of us, we will perish in the search, burnt out like the dead stars we've sheilded ourselves from the yearning for in this microchiped age...
ha, look at that...prehaps i was born far too early...but then idon't plan on dying, so it might happen for me yet, hermmm?
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