1.15.2012
here it comes, here comes the first day! posted at 1/15/2012 10:02:00 PM
And if you lost it all, and you lost it, we will still be there when the war is over.
Lift your head and look out the window, stay that way for the rest of the day and watch the time go.
Listen, the birds sing! Listen, The bells ring! All the living are dead, and the dead are all living;
the war is over and we are beginning...
Here it comes! Here comes the first day! Here it comes! Here comes the first day!
It starts up in our bedroom after the war, it starts up in our bedroom after the war! After the war...
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I'm abandoning this journal and returning to LiveJournal. When I landed in Manila this New Year's from the Puerto Prinsesa, I thought that the fireworks sounded oddly like explosions in a war from the sky and on landing. I thought it meant an ominous sign that everything could only get worse--what I realize now is that it's only a matter of perspective. Tabula rasa, we wipe the slate clean, we are given infinite chances, but only if we erase the physical traces of the past and store it instead as memory. After all, how can a tree grow if it's left un-pruned?
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