Saturday, March 17, 2007

snared

it's quite hard to shake off that feeling of foreboding i kinda generated after writing the previous entry. but i had envisioned writing this post a number of times this past week. i've actually missed writing like this, sharing my thoughts with the notepad and some lost soul who'll care to read my rants and what-have-yous. in my vision, i had imagined writing about the greatness of some things or something and the joy you derive from it, or them. however, i can't seem to bring myself to write about them for i cannot articulate my thoughts well enough for them to see print, or in this case, a computer screen and the ones and zeros they require to be written.

there just are some things which blow you away. ideas or concepts, transformed into concrete or living and breathing beings... weaving an altogether different reality, which may be hidden within the threads of the reality where one dwells... stories of different beings, entities, interwoven, creating one marvelous epic stretching from when there was no time yet to the present... the epic exists, the stories came to be because there is destiny... and every being in the stories contributes to the completeness of the epic, bringing the stories round to a rousing conclusion... but you expect more... you just casually peeked in, an unexpected guest... you never knew the beginning... for as was said,
“But of course we never see the beginning. We come in the middle, after the lights have gone down, and try to make some sense of the story so far.

"... 'The story so far.’ Maybe it’s all we can ever hope for…"

i have not read the whole thing completely, for these tomes of rich stories come in expensive packets. but i will finish the story. in the meantime, thanks pam for lending and continuing to lend what you have, that i may get a head start on the epic that was luckily recorded. i am forever snared by the endless and those of their realm.

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