I am Jack's sense of disillusion

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Sun, 03 Oct 2010 21:04:40 -0400

His search was in vain. She was gone. The sun rose the next day. Jonas looked at it differently, but...

Mon, 28 Jun 2010 16:03:33 -0400

His search was in vain. She was gone.

The sun rose the next day. Jonas looked at it differently, but it still rose. And it continued to rise day after day.

He would continue on in life and marry a beautiful girl named Caroline one day. Her smile would make him think of the risen sun and her eyes looked like a portrait of a spotless sky. They would have a daughter named Isabel two years after their marriage, who Jonas loved with all his heart. Jonas would make money the rest of his life owning a small, out of the way studio that band after band would come in to and move on as regular as clockwork. But it was a good life.

But not the life he imagined.

As the sun faded past the day and stars would light Jonas’ way home, his mind drifted to that girl.

He knew that he would be forever wondering if he still lingered in her mind at night or if all of her feelings were lost in the transit from what they were that night. Or if he simply imagined it all.

“This give and take, this waiting on timeIt’s this twisted up memory that I can’t unwind....

Sat, 26 Jun 2010 22:59:56 -0400

“This give and take, this waiting on time
It’s this twisted up memory that I can’t unwind.
These fragile words that fall from my mouth
And I’m crumbling and crowded, but I’ve figured you out.
I’ve figured you out.
I’ve figured you out.
I’ve figured you out.

The shoreline calls the sea
For simple words and company,
But words go on and on,
‘Till they collide and all is gone.
I dive into the deep—into the sea inside of me
To find another song,
To find a place where I belong.”

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Fri, 18 Jun 2010 17:57:44 -0400

"Words have no power to impress the mind without the exquisite horror of their reality."

Thu, 17 Jun 2010 23:48:59 -0400

““Words have no power to impress the mind without the exquisite horror of their reality.””

"I WAS sick — sick unto death with that long agony; and when they at length unbound me, and I..."

Thu, 17 Jun 2010 22:39:42 -0400

““I WAS sick — sick unto death with that long agony; and when they at length unbound me, and I was permitted to sit, I felt that my senses were leaving me. The sentence — the dread sentence of death — was the last of distinct accentuation which reached my ears. After that, the sound of the inquisitorial voices seemed merged in one dreamy indeterminate hum. It conveyed to my soul the idea of revolution — perhaps from its association in fancy with the burr of a mill wheel. This only for a brief period; for presently I heard no more.””

"What a treacherous thing to believe that a person is more than a person."

Thu, 17 Jun 2010 15:01:32 -0400

““What a treacherous thing to believe that a person is more than a person.””

Between the desireAnd the spasmBetween the potencyAnd the existenceBetween the essenceAnd the...

Sat, 12 Jun 2010 20:54:30 -0400

Between the desire
And the spasm
Between the potency
And the existence
Between the essence
And the descent
Falls the Shadow
For Thine is the Kingdom

For Thine is
Life is
For Thine is the

This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
Not with a bang but a whimper.

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Mon, 07 Jun 2010 13:29:54 -0400

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Sun, 06 Jun 2010 22:16:45 -0400

"We all die. The goal isn’t to live forever, the goal is to create something that will."

Sun, 06 Jun 2010 21:54:22 -0400

“We all die. The goal isn’t to live forever, the goal is to create something that will.”

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Sun, 06 Jun 2010 21:43:00 -0400

All the world’s a stage,And all the men and women merely players:They have their exits and...

Sun, 06 Jun 2010 21:27:00 -0400

All the world’s a stage,
And all the men and women merely players:
They have their exits and their entrances;
And one man in his time plays many parts,
His acts being seven ages.