Rushing Uni applications. Above all these rubbish i still need to find time to sort out my own life. Things have taken more than a turn. No matter what i seeem to be doing it always comes to naught and i'm back to square one. Its annoying like a cat trying to chase its own tail, ( i know it's suppose to be a dog ok but cat sounds more UmMMmmppph now ) never gets anywhere. The cat gets back to where it started, dizzy as hell and frustrated with his predicament that its claws shows.

I know it hurts but what can i do? Thank God i'm too caught up in stuff to actually take stock of my pain/damage but i know when i really do... 'it's time'. Read some mag today decided to jot it down mentally 'Red-hot flirt and the White-hot hurt' while isnt life a game? Anyway i really dont want my plan to go US to fall through. It'll sting more than it'll hurt. Away i'll fly to the land of no goodbyes.

Getting really distracted chatting while typing. i'm off. Really. nite to the winds that flow across the earth that caresses the bodies of mine and yours. To the moon and stars that shine up bright, please keep watch on me tonight. I ask no more than i already could, sweet dreams sleep tight till tomorrow dude.

Hey its me. Again
who am i kidding man?
i've changed to an extent that i am totally unrecognisable even to myself
I seek new challenges each day.
But of cos it must be in my control and in my bidding

I ask myself again.
So what is the moral to the story?
None! There is no such thing!
'Fairytales and meant to be Fairytales' ( only one person would understand this line )
Seems like after being sucked out of dreamland i find myself in the mundane mortal world.
My quest is to find the boundaries between such worlds, the altruistic and the satisfaction of just being myself.

It's true that after being with the enchanted all that comes after seem so real it is almost unmagical. That spark, That light, That soul breathes . . . life. . . unto me. LIFE now that i cannot deny the existance of and it reaches the far corners of the earth to acknowledge the passing of men. Such energy and force that i reckon more so that life in its passing will serve more than one purpose. 'To be Free'

As i more forth for 'New Worlds' i will forever be mesmorised by what i saw in the enchanted forest. which gave promise to life and 'the reason', i take what lessons i've learnt to heart. Abidding to my new-found faith. If ever i were to step into the lush greenery that surrounds the old hut by the blue-toothed lake, let me in for a ride... dear goddess