unconsciously

they're waiting for us to step up

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we're not done yet

for greater things have yet to come
and greater things are still to be done

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i can imagine it now

the post-midnight darkness thickly lined with sheer silence and placidity, bright white headlamps illuminating the road ahead of us.

no conventional happy ending, or other sappy tales.

"this is the end, i guess."

"i suppose so."

"it's been good."

"yeah, it has, hasn't it?"

and we'll be off, just like that, continuing on, and maintaining composure.

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you get what you pay for

it's a bit striking to see everything fall into place, looking back. how unnecessary those worries are, and how one really can predict performance from early on. however, evidently this doesn't occur straight across the board, but nevertheless, it really shows how coincidental occurrences may be (or perhaps not coincidental at all, indeed).

time is ticking

Time harbors a vast cauldron of possibilities, stewing every moment, spewing everything out into the white smoke or the halcyon skies--it's how one leads his own life. The execution of time is something we will never escape but be bounded by until some other time, continuously looking forward to another event, another memory until at some point we miss it. The antithesis to our destinies quickly reverse, soon enough looking to the past. Do we all fail to grasp the moment? Paralleling a logistic curve, except we are clueless as to where we stand--the limit, the equivalence point, or perhaps we're just beginning. But we'll never know, and it's most likely different for anyone. I don't really believe the moment exists, but rather in the moment we Enter, maybe past, present, future--longing and reminiscing--will fade into that once white smoke, behind us, and that's what we should hope for.

time is ticking away...

a bit of unfamiliar ground but...

facebook quiz!

"what book of the bible are you?"

Ecclesiastes.
You're a hardheaded realist burned once too often by the flaws of others and the emptiness of what society calls "success." Your wisdom comes from the school of hard knocks, which makes you a great advisor. You can't stand fake sunniness and social climbing; you're true, even if you're a little blue. Your eyes are clear, so without denying the reality of evil, make sure you also look at the goodness that's taking place around you.
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although they're written to be able attach to a wide audience, it's still an interesting statement...