Metamorphose

METAMORPHOSE

I have of late, but wherefore I know not, lost all my mirth and indeed it goes so heavily with my disposition that this goodly frame the earth seems to me a sterile promontory; this most excellent canopy the air, look you, this mighty o'rehanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire; why, it appeareth nothing to me but a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours. What a piece of work is a man, how noble in reason, how infinite in faculties, how like an angel in apprehension, how like a God! The beauty of the world, paragon of animals; and yet to me, what is this quintessence of dusk. Man delights not me, no, nor women neither, nor women neither.

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Wednesday, November 23, 2005

A barrier of thought?
The funniest commentaries of life, which you not only understand but perceive that momentary happening to also become evident in your life, would you have once wished that those tantalizing words were your own.

Is this a particular persistent meaning of writer's block?

Where you translate the consistency of life around you and find the impossibility of writing one sentence, a infinite task, like ascending Everest and bringing a step-ladder 'along for the ride'?

However, when you one day in your state of absence from pen to paper realize, that like a light-translucent to your moment, now rescues your neglected and worthy instrument of your projected state of mind.

Your ink now runs freely about the endless dream of paper.

LS at 11/23/2005 02:58:00 AM

1 Comments:

Blogger LS said...

You been drinking?

Firstly, I don't much about fish let alone carp.
Secondly, dribble is a response that you may even find yourself frequently doing the later in life you go.
Thirdly, thanks for the information on petrol prices - you do know that oil is a commidity which really hasn't depreciated throughout its quite small existance, compared to of course its brother Mr Coal and great grandfather Mr Wood.

:P

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