Home Is Where The Heart Is

Friday, February 24, 2006

Something most extraordinary happened to me on the bus today.

Having dozed off as usual, I woke up abruptly at a stop to find the cutest girl - she couldn't have been more than three or four - looking in wonder at my laptop.

Now, sometimes I listen to mp3s on the bus on my laptop, so I had it on my bag out in front of me. The girl was so very fascinated with the bright screen with all my mp3s on it, so entranced with the LCD display she began poking at it, totally absorbed, as if it was the most amazing thing in the whole wide world to her.

Watching her, I was suddenly reminded of innocence lost.

When did we all become so jaded? Where did we all lose that sense of wonder at things in the world? Why have we become so numb to everything but that which we think we care about?

What's happened to us? Who are we now?

Questions I don't have the answers to. Questions I suspect no else can answer.

But there is hope. There is always hope. Pandora had ensured that.

When the bus finally reached the interchange, the mother (I assume) pulled the kid to her and marched her off the bus. I suppose I should have been indignant that the mother had hardly bothered about her daughter throughout the entire bus trip, but I didn't.

The old woman sitting across from me was smiling. No doubt, she had been observing the whole affair. I grinned back in return.

I hoisted my bag and got off the bus. As I passed the mother and her kid, I looked at her cherubic face.

She smiled at me, as only a kid can. Then she waved.

I smiled back.

She had just made my day.

You are bleeding
You are beautiful, no matter what they say
In this lying, your tired childish games
Swept us all away

Sing it out, sing it out for all of us
Sing it out, sing it out for all of us

This is strange
This is wonderful, it's gripped your torso
It takes time
More than we have, so why have we done now?

Sing it out, sing it out for all of us
Sing it out, sing it out for all of us

Sing it out, sing it out for all of us
Sing it out, sing it out for all of us

It takes time
Please tell me what we've done?
It takes time
Please tell me what we've done?

Sing it out, sing it out for all of us
Sing it out, sing it out for all of us

Sing it out, sing it out for all of us
Sing it out, sing it out for all of us

- Funeral For A Friend, Sonny

Runnin' away, you can't pretend...
1:21 PM

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Wednesday, February 08, 2006

When everything screams an impossibility, silence is but the best consolation that can be offered.

Onen i-Estel Edain...

U-chebin Estel anim.

Friendships are as fragile as the trust they are built upon.

Remember that.

I would have you smile again... not grieve for those whose time will never come.

See the devil on the doorstep now
Telling everybody oh just how to live their lives
Sliding down the information highway
Buying in just like a bunch of fools
Time is ticking and we can't go back

What about the world today
What about the place that we call home
We've never been so many
and we've never been so alone

Keep watching from your picket fence
You keep talking but it makes no sense
You say we're not responsible
but we are, we are
You wash your hands, you come out clean
But fail to recognize the enemies within
You say we're not responsible
but we are, we are, we are, we are

One step forward making two steps back
Riding piggy on the bad boys back for life
Lining up for the grand illusion
No answers for no questions asked
Lining up for the execution
Without knowing why

You keep watching from your picket fence
You keep talking but it makes no sense
You say we're not responsible
but we are, we are
You wash your hands, you come out clean
But fail to recognize to enemies within
You say we're not responsible
but we are, we are, we are, we are

Its all about power
And by taking control
Breaking the will
Breaking the soul
They suck us dry till there's nothing left
my oh my, my oh my

What about the world today
What about the place that we call home
We've never been so many
and we've never been so alone....so alone

Keep watching from your picket fence
You keep talking but it makes no sense
You say we're not responsible
but we are, we are
You wash your hands, you come out clean
But fail to recognize the enemies within
You say we're not responsible
but we are, we are, we are, we are

Its all about power
And by taking control
Breaking the will
Breaking the soul
They suck us dry till there's nothing left
my oh my, my oh my

- Ana, We Are

Runnin' away, you can't pretend...
5:16 PM

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