I was walking through a door, an exit in which I don’t know where I came from, an entrance to somewhere I didn’t know. Life has opened such possibilities for me to make the known unknown. I would like these things, a norm of changes, a spiral of straights. I guess what my life has to offer is something filled with consistent ironies of similar things.
It’s like I am breathing what I exhaled and live with it. How things that are way past the fantasy could be a reality? A finite everlasting of these events of my life have found me struck in a continuous circles and curves and consistencies. I was struck and yet I keep on walking, hoping on something I know that is surreal. I have heard the unvoiced proposal of my heart. Should things be like this forever?
I wonder shall these be called a randomized way of things that are uniform?
Tell me, please…
Author notes
here are some thoughts that made me dizzy for a while, but this one I can assure you, that these are all written from the heart...
so I feel good when I finally finished this one, hope you enjoyed reading this too!!!
A contest entry
- simplicity by Avani.
1300 points, ended October 15, 2008, 26 entries
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I wish I could tell you or feed you some insights
but it was me who learned out from this. I have nothing but wisdumb.
I really admire your title 'The Girl Named Randomness,'
they say, Life is Random. and it's nice that you were able to actualized its randomness...may it be in a form of achievements
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