Quatro

There is a pleasure in the pathless woods
There is a rapture on the lonely shore
There is society,where none intrudes
By the deep Sea and music in its roar
I love not Man the less, but Nature more...
- the only Byron

Read Childe Harold's Pilgrimage
read it again
made me

happy

reminded me of
hard sun
into
the wild

four days
to go

before

it all changes...

the reveries of summer

sometimes music actually defines the moment for you.. this one says it all.. yesterday, you, me, us, together and it was enough.. today is as uncertain as tomorrow and I honestly, don't care. I had yesterday (: a beautiful, pristine day when we were together.

Prima Donnas

saw Groundhog Day a while back, I know what a time right? But, it was so worth it.. I wasn't studying anyway :/


let's pause and think for a moment.. how would it be to live the same day for eternity.. on the positive side, you can get away with anything.. you're the demigod .. but wait, something's missing.. oh yeah, the ending.. the constant need for the close.. to just end somewhere, at some point but.. still running away from that reality.


I'm not, I am actually looking forward to it.. I just hope it's not abrupt like in the middle of something.. now that I've said it, I'm pretty sure I'm gonna be cut off mid-way.


There's always that one line that makes you like the movie even more because it gets to your head and it starts out an interior monologue session with your mind... for me that was when Phil says ...

I killed myself so many times I don't even exist anymore.

Will start *seriously* :| studying from 2 am sharp... and I almost forgot, Chasing Cars is so much fun with Snow Patrol (:

" If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you just lie with me
And just forget the world? "
Written by Gary Lightbody

Remind me to add this to my bucket list: Lie on the road at night (make sure there's no traffic :|)

where the words lie

crimson yellow behind the veil
piercing gaze through the clouds
tiny whispers subdued

by the anguished shrieks

and the time is 3 am
it's quiet now.


they sensed her presence
the cunning intruder
come upon to take
what belonged to them

spread some lies

before the return to oblivion
of whose?
and who will?


unanswered, it will remain,
together they will strike again,

but, not today.

this moment is passing by
and lo! it's gone...

Wise Up

by Aimee Mann... it came to my mind while I was reading this

"Passions when gratified merely becomes appetites once the object of desire is gained... "
Mary Wollstonecraft

I couldn't agree more with this lady's thoughts. Yes, I can go ahead and talk about what a revolutionary feminist she was but I would rather save it for my exams...

Magnolia - the flower, the movie... both are amazing but for the first time when I heard the song I so wish I had heard it before so I could lip sync with the characters.. it's a song of realization before you break down.. before you take that step .. before you pause. and after it stops playing, what's left? the shattered pride, the broken walls, untainted lies and the love, metamorphosed.

" It's not what you thought
When you first began it
You got what you want
Now you can hardly stand it though
By now you know
it's not going to stop
'til you wise up "
Written by Aimee Mann

a week before exam ... time for me to wise up :/

a song a day

...starting today, I'll post my song of the day here, hence the title.

oh and I did start reading but there's still to a large degree incoherence between the words I read , with what my mind assumes. I understand subjectivity is natural when it comes to Art but I don't think it will be of much accord when I'll be sitting for the exams.

Daniel Defoe is definitely not my cup of tea, not gonna read Robinson Crusoe in this lifetime at least.

Coming back to the song, Songbird by Oasis

" A man can never dream these kind of things
Especially when she came and spread her wings
Whisper in my ear the things I'd like
Then she flew away into the night "

written by: Liam Gallagher

... reminded me of John Keats & Ode to a Nightingale.

Mea Culpa

it sums up my preparation for the exams ... 10 days to go and here I am again ranting about it. I have this magical power to find a diversion right before the exam starts.. today's not yesterday so I'm gonna make a change, hopefully..

John Masefield...read his poetry for the first time, today and then there was the feeling that it wasn't the first time..

" It's a warm wind, the west wind, full of bird's cries
I never hear the west wind, but the tears are in my eyes.
For it comes from the west land, the old brown hills
And April's in the West Wind , and daffodils. "

To think of it, a month later from now, I would be Lynyrd Skynyrd's song. (: If only skipping was easy :/