Finding stories in everyday adventures
Us and Them And after all we’re only ordinary men Me, and you God only knows it’s not what we would choose to do Forward he cried from the rear and the front rank died And the General sat, as the lines on the map moved from side to side Black and Blue And who knows which is which and who is who Up and Down And in the end it’s only round and round …
Endless fields of emptiness in my dark and wounded heart Where is my love? The freezing moment when you turned your head and waved goodbye Where is my love? Even all the biggest storms can’t take my pain away Where is my love? Noisy happy people crossing streets from side to side Where is my love? I gave you everything I could but you want the stars Where is my love? Endless fields of emptiness …
A lovely face sits in the dark, lights down, staring at the bright screen and typing hurriedly something. It must be done today or else it would be too late. There’s only one chance. One that would never come again in life. A chance of lifetime as you may say. Unwary of the next, she goes on, searches until the back of her mind to pull out a miracle that will change her life. Confidently …
Uneasy as I write this and wonder where all oxygen has gone suddenly. I close my eyes, breath in and expand my lungs to feel the gush of wonderful air going inside only to find that there’s nothing except venom; venom everywhere. I breath out immediately and cough; cough hard. Where has the oxygen gone? Why do i need it? Why can’t I get to where I don’t need it? There’s no time to ponder …
A thousand people yell They’re shouting my name But I want to die in this moment I want to die And a thousand people smile They’re smiling at me But I want to die in this moment I want to die No way to understand Why I’ve become the way I am When the sky is filled with stars I find a place inside my heart Some people can take a blow And they won’t …
anxious eyes gazing outside in dark waiting for birds to chirp and silence to break a roof far away is where he wants to goto meet that nurse and sit by the lake but before he gives it a throw there are crocodiles and millions of silhouettes and a doppelganger to be wary of and when he is inside the roof the nurse will be long gone for it’s a loser’s love and he will …
find me the captaintell him i want to knowjust who is steering and who’s merely holding onand when the next wave is the last wavei’ll drag him downwards to the engine roomand never let gooh Nicolefrom the moment we met we let it get out of controlthe universal dancethe black romance of running preythe slowing downthe giving inthe final give awayi cry for mercyyou stare back blanklyi want to jump but if you’re pushing mei’ll …
Lost and unable to find my way outStuck in between the waves and going crazySee the hope which I thought shall never existI care, I follow, I loseShips anchor me but will not rescue meLeft drowning, I must find a wayOnly if one of those ships could be my light
severshould ishould i notsecure strayshould ishould i notstay revealshould ishould i notconceal pursueshould ishould i notlet go museshould ishould i notignore hopeshould ishould i notdisbelieve adoreshould ishould i nothate
Just came back from Doug Crook’s farewell party. It was a small after-office drink party at the RAM’s, a bar in downtown. It is pretty amazing to know somebody spending 25 years in one organization. That is equal to the life I’ve lived so far. When you’ve spent that amount of time you’ve virtually seen three decades of changes in the organization. You’ve seen organization grow three or more times in size. You’ve created success …