Eyes borne into light after the darkness, my hands filter the rays as I lay in a daze. Thinking to myself, I wonder what there is to do today. Pondering, pondering, pondering, I arrive to no conclusion. Hmm, there have been no plans at all. I lay, spread across my bed, closing my eyes clearing my mind of all thoughts. It’s not so bad not having any plans now is it? Bring my sights from the dark unto the ceiling, I observe in a mindless gaze the random patterns as if to make out some uniformity only failing to find any whatsoever. Noticing such a result, holding it within the depths of my soul, I get up and whisper to myself, “Today will be interesting.”
Abyssal Flows
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May222012
May182012
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“Akira, I’m thinking about living on just painting.”
“In other words for your career, you’d like to become…. [Well,] If that is what you want, then I will help, if you’ll let me. But even if you don’t, it’s fine too. You don’t need to worry about the things that surround you. Tetsuo, live as you see fit.”
“As you see fit… She says such difficult things with such a gentle face.”
” Tetsuo and Akira
9PM
“Looks like it (lightning) struck far away. It vanished like the tail of a grouse. The lightning rod in the plain shook as if saying “I haven’t heard it. Don’t hide in the clouds. Come down here to me. I don’t mind if it’s loud. Strike my heart like dazzling lightning.” I’m the one who is afraid. In this plain without a single tree, I have nowhere to hide.”
Opening Segment- Vol 8
9PM
“The first time we touched, I didn’t feel anything. The second time, it felt a little queasy. The third time, I felt warm inside. It was the heat from your hand even through the suit. But the fourth time, I was just happy. Happy that you were concerned about me… Could I hold your hand?”
Rei Ayanami
May92012
“Everyone is scared of death. But as human beings, there are more important things. Instead of worrying about how long there is to live, why not think about how to live… that’s what’s truly important.”
Maria
1AM
I am confused. I am stunned. I am shocked beyond belief of what I know. I have a craving. As if to devour all in sight. An urge to overtake everything, all of it. A feeling that all that is around me will not suffice and without my presence, nothing would be complete. I have a hope, one that has no facet. It is indescribable, incomprehensible. It is of dreams, of imagination. It is for tomorrow, it is for the future. Bewilderment and sin will bring me far. It all begins here.
May72012
“I want to be able to think, “This is it.” I want to be able to say, “This is something I too am capable of doing.” I want to find out how to be like that. I wonder if thinking that way is naive.”
Natsukawa
4PM
“Becoming 28… Becoming 29… Becoming 30…. While I’m just doing this and that, I’ll end up not being able to do anything at all. I won’t able to be somebody. Whether I live or not, it’d be an existence without meaning. At the least, I want to struggle against it a little. That’s my thought.”
Saito
10AM
Satisfaction never seemed like the correct pathway. Not then, not now. I noticed far before my learning in Christianity that I will never be satisfied by what I have earned nor my achievements. I will always consume more, want and desire for more than my humanly body can sustain. They talk about the heart as if it were some vase, a large container. Well, I can only hold so much till the point it brims at which point I desperately try to stack more things atop. Lids upon lids, the tower will be built and eventually equilibria will bring it down asunder. So here I stay with just that brimmed jar. A jar that cannot hold my ambitions.
April62012
Tonight, I tear. Words flow into my ears like the whisper of a wind. A soft breeze which caresses my body flows on to the body next to me. Together, we identify one another. Together with all the others, we are one entity. As a community we look towards the wind in search of its origin. Let it lift our spirits in hope, vigor, and desire for intellect. For the core in belief rests within our observation and, thus, acknowledgement. If we so crave for enlightenment, then so will it reach us.
March292012
“For me, the smiles of the people are the best crop on the island.”
Karin- Umi no Misaki
March232012
“When death is the greatest danger, one hopes for life. But when one becomes acquainted with an even more dreadful danger, one hopes for death. But when the danger is so great that not even the last hope of death remains, that is despair.”
The Sickness Unto Death - Kierkegaard
March62012
“When we heard about human injustice, we cared. But we didn’t know what to do.”
KONY 2012
8PM
Whirlwind
Meeting. Meeting you. Meeting the other. Meeting them and all the others. Meeting the sincere, meeting the cruel. Meeting my loved, meeting my loves. Meeting the ones who have cared, meeting the ones who do care. Meeting strangers, meeting those I will never meet. Meeting reality, meeting the unforeseen.
A warm gust sweeps across the surface of the barren ground whipping dust far above. The whirlwind brings the twigs and sand together in a dance, a flurry so beautiful we stand and watch if only for a while. Then it ends. The twigs fall, the dust back in place. The winds cease all around, eerie silence taking hold the surrounding. Cast my eyes about, life has ended with the mere end of disequilibria.
Let me scrape this dust off the floor. Let it slide past my fingers, past the dry canyons. Let me take hold of them and let them continue to drop. And as it continues to drop, take hold another cup. Throw it into the air, towards the sky. If they come down, let me continue to bring energy to this world. Let me continue to let the clouds rain these dry particles. Let me continue to bring the life that existed in this terrain. Let me make that difference that will stain the clear blue sky with patches of brown. A haze so squalid yet familiar to our selves. So very familiar.
Meeting. Meeting you. Meeting your presence. Meeting all you had to offer. Meeting the self who had not noticed their own potential. Meeting the self that wished to bring itself asunder. Meeting the self who wished for a greater world that resisted to change. Meeting the self too stubborn against all else. Let me bring you to this desert. Show you the meaning behind my ways. Show you the plagued life that exists in these twigs.
March32012
Brighter
The torment. The torture. Make it all stop.
Cease the rambling, cease the noise.
Bring the silence, bring the solace.
Cave within my dwelling, within my lair,
Within my eternal realm and aside from there.
Step into my world, have faith in me.
Forget your troubles, forget your pains.
Do not think. Let your soul take hold.
Liberate your self, take my hand
And be led to another land.
Enter here and look around in curiosity.
Without shame in your eyes and heart
Bask in delight for the glory that awaits.
Know that with tribulations comes the fruit
For which these will bear, a hope forever more.
I will be here to aid you on your journey
And so too will your company support me.
Towards the sunlight, towards tomorrow,
Hand in hand we move forward together
Despite these cold desperate links.
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