jonwong

love like you've never been hurt before

The fool doth think he is wise,
but the wise man knows himself to be a fool
william shakespeare

All the world's a stage,

 And all the men and women merely players;

 They have their exits and their entrances,

 And one man in his time plays many parts,

His acts being seven ages.
william shakespeare

But now I have come to believe
that the whole world is an enigma,
a harmless enigma that is made terrible
by our own mad attempt to interpret it
as though it had an underlying truth.
umberto eco

Saturday, September 06, 2008

Before me lie pieces once clayed
shattered from jars carefully constructed
Before me lie cloth now frayed
gashed from tapestries beautifully crafted

Jars of clay moulded
by hand to one day sit upon the altar
Uncountable threads folded
with patience and never a thought of falter

Bits of clay and the dust of faded thread
does no justice to the glory it once beheld

A little boy once thought he owned castles forged from fire and steel
One day the ocean proved they were only grains of sand

5:20 AM

Exeunt.

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