1 Nov 2009

On a cloudy day

This is not about love because it's cruel, this is not about instincts because they're primal. It's about two people. Call them "us".

Norah Jones- Come away with me


You, stranger, what if...we'd runaway?
Just for a day or so and hide from all of world's lies. Just us.
The mountain top's just beyond the third street. Lets walk in the rain. No, lets smile. Lets laugh as we never did in our life because we need nothing more.
I'll breathe you in as you are, no dyes, no lies, just truth for you, truth for me. It's a kids game, a joke as old as time.
I can't promise eternity, all I have is now. Don't tell me nothing, I don't want to hear a word about me. All I want is to "wake up with the rain falling of a tin roof while I'm safe there, in your arms."
Talk to me with your eyes and I'll need no translation.
I'm thirsty. Lets swim.

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Letter to an Ignorant

My dear Ignorant,


I get it, you do not care, that's in your definition after all. I'm just asking you to move your weight off me. You're crushing me. You're on my seat, even if I have a ticket and you don't. But, you don't care, right? You never do. I get it, you have your life, your needs, your mind but so do I. Oh, yes, what a surprise! I can think and I can feel too. I know that you do it alone but that does not mean that your actions don't actually have some consequences that many times are reflected on others. Do you see many tall trees around you? I'm asking because you act as if you're living by yourself in the Amazonian jungle. Oh, yes, there are people around you and they can see you. When you're walking over the crowd to get in front of the cue, your shoes are leaving bruises on the others whether you like it or not. Oh, but you don't care, I remember. You don't care that, when you're watching a play, you're talking on the phone, everyone can hear you including the actress having a monologue.

Remember this: if nobody cared, there would not be a show to watch in the first place.
So if you want to be a part of life, start caring.


Yours truly,
The spectator behind you.

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