WARNING!! THIS PAGE CONTAINS MATERIALS THAT ARE USELESS AND POTENTIALLY STUPID AND BORING!!!
...ahem...some stuff I wrote...
journal entry 1
It's snowing out. Or at least it was. The snow reflects the streetlights and it is almost as bright as a cloudy day. It is a surreal light, orange and strange. By now it must be almost 3a.m. Somewhere on the other side of the globe people are going about their daily routine. Somewhere people are lying on a beach in the hot sun...
But here it is quiet. Kitty lays on my bed dreaming who knows what. Somewhere life is progressing. Just this instant someone is being born and someone is dying. But not here. Here I am safe, blanketed by the thick snow. It comes silently like a deadly gas covering everything, but we welcome it. We want to be blanketed,to not to be able to realise the insignificance of our lives. Tommorow we too will progress with our daily routine, but for now we sleep soundly. For a few precious moments we are at peace, as the snow continues to fall, burying us alive...
Nonsense 1
You are lying next to a bed of flowers staring up at the sky wondering where the years went. Suddenly an insect, perhaps a fly, lands on your forehead and needs to be driven away. A flick of the wrist and he is gone. Flying off to land on the forehead of your true love, whom you may never meet, but who perhaps you don't care quite so much about after all.
Nonsense 2
The small man who stood half hidden in the darkest corner of the crumy bar smiled inwardly at the thought of his secret mission. The jazz music filtered from his bare head down to his toes where the army of insects waited expectantly . The somber man behind the counter coughed loudly, and a dozen Chinese men seized their coats and hurried out. At this the farthest window cracked in delight, and the fresh scent of a heavy dawn floated in on the wings of a thousand butterflies. The little man chuckled as he grabbed his hat and hurried out, vowing never to return.