mercoledì 10 ottobre 2007

Echoes

nobody knows where you are
how near or how far ...

Yes, the leading theme is always the same. The vision of your life, of my life. I just promised myself i’d written down something in english. Now, it is. What a superb concept, that "miner for truth and delusion": they never go alone, Truth and Delusion. Well, I think I know'em very well, those twin sisters. Nevertheless I never gave up looking for, seeking for, scanning the whole Universe for them. Nor would I give up. There's no real Beauty without Truth. And Truth is achieved through the stiff neck of Delusion, so many times. Amazingly, the fight is always hiding something that cannot be told, the struggle is just a decoy for all that unwelcome words, oh my ! There's no instructions manual, no inline help, no user-friendly pop-up window explaining life, I mean everyone's life. So we proceed with a very little knowledge, hurting each other, fighting and running and running and running. Somehow loving. Maybe loving. But. We all get nothing but echoes, ugly repeating echoes of our own voices, fading out as the sun going down behind the hill. And at a given time it's too late, because it's really late. What's done is done, and no heart can be repaired.


Strangers passing in the street
By chance two separate glances meet
And I am you and what I see is me
And do I take you by the hand
And lead you through the land
And help me understand the best I can

1 commento:

SpherikaMente ha detto...

Buona giornata da un extrasistole indipendente. Un saluto in Volo.

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