Phenomemological

Say it three times fast.

Random words: rupture, gulf, dire, off, salt

World thrown off kilter, tossed aside by the hand of the angel

Faced with the yawning gulf, the possibility of infinity, or an infinitesimal future

Ruptured time strew across the room to collect in pools under the furniture

“How many minutes before they get here?” she asked

As dire need floated on air and tension played havoc amongst the flowers

Yet, “Time is of no consequence.” So observed the grain of salt, sitting unnoticed, left behind where even the broom could not find it

decision derision

twice, three times, forever until infinity

is there a limit on the times one can second guess one's self?

is there a cap on the number of times i can decide only to decide i decided wrong?

should there be a limit, i'd like to reach it, i'd like to know

a magic turning point would be nice, a time when i suddenly will know what to do

i don't think life works that way

instead i wonder, doubt, waver

surrounded by 'what if' plagued by 'but'

i want to see the future but i know that won't help

nothing will

there's only me, my future, my mind, my doubts, my decision

i knew that. i've always known that

the question is: what should i do?

Choice

I lived in a safe house, a garden sheltered from the wind

the roof crumbled, the walls fell

I live in a world full of wind, in the agony of change, with the power of choice

hiccups

Amur Leopard

Image from: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Amur_Leopard

Last time we went to the zoo I was watching the Amur leopards. One in particular was lying on a rock and looking very haughty. I tried to imagine what it was thinking.

I am bored. Truly I am. I simply do not have the words to express how dreadfully bored I am.

Onomatopoeia