Sentences

July 7, 2009

[Where I just wrote out random, disjointed sentences directed to me by my brain. So what do these say about me?]

It happened.

Wait a minute, so what is that in the sky?

Well, I just woke up in the morning and saw it.

Where are you going later, again?

I don’t really know but if it’s all they’ve got…

I went there yesterday— it was all gone.

I looked into the glass of water; was it you that I saw?

Why do you think she left then?

Did anyone of you leave this place at any point in time?

Why do I feel this sudden, sharp ache when I tip my elbow over like this all the time?

I was looking at the screen— the paint stain irritated me.

I was looking down from the edge; was that you?

I walked home the other day.

It was raining.

Entry Filed under: Uncategorized. .

3 Comments Add your own

  • 1. xiuli  |  July 7, 2009 at 10:29

    Just like I said, they are seem to indicate loss and/or confusion, peppered with nostalgia.

    I like the sentences more than the “caw, caw, caw” article, LOL!

    Dunno what else to call it by, so sorry. :D

    Not trying to say that the other article isn’t good of course! It’s excellent~ I liked the poetic feel too~ However much of it that managed to successfully ‘waft’ its course through me.

  • 2. xiuli  |  July 7, 2009 at 10:30

    * they seem to

    Dang, full of typos today~

  • 3. yeeherng  |  July 11, 2009 at 06:10

    What is the ‘caw, caw, caw’ article? Sounds interesting, LOL

    I love the sentences! Don’t know why, but they make me feel peaceful? I like ‘Did anyone of you leave this place at any point in time?’ especially!

    And two of your sentences tell me that you’re looking at life like a detached soul — the point of view of a passerby. Just a guess. :)

    P.S. You changed emoticons! Haha cute.

Leave a Comment

hidden

Some HTML allowed:
<a href="" title=""> <abbr title=""> <acronym title=""> <b> <blockquote cite=""> <cite> <code> <pre> <del datetime=""> <em> <i> <q cite=""> <strike> <strong>

Trackback this post  |  Subscribe to the comments via RSS Feed


The trees are in misery, and the birds are in misery. I don’t think they sing. They just screech in pain. Taking a close look at what’s around us, there is some sort of harmony: it’s the harmony of overwhelming and collective murder. - Werner Herzog

 

July 2009
M T W T F S S
« Jun   Aug »
 12345
6789101112
13141516171819
20212223242526
2728293031  

Recent Posts

Comments

kancheong on Meta-Blogging II: Of Thou…
blissfulveil on My Weight Determines How Trivi…
hejin on Me
thequietheart on Extremist Metaphysics: What we…
benjarrell on Werner Herzog

Archives