REV.PAULIE - 6-23-2008 at 07:18 AM
you stare at the piece of wood that you are working with...you prep it for your attack - if "attack" can mean the same thing as
touch...burning,staining,smearing...it fights you in a way that you enjoy...it's not a battle,but a challenge...one that eventually agrees to disagree
on the most agreeable plane...you smile...you feel sated...
then,the loneliness kicks in.
and,you are reminded that you are without your heart.
it's not enough to walk around with a full belly when you hunger for happiness.
and,lo -sometimes it is another.
but,not in secession...
xChino_Martinezx - 6-23-2008 at 10:55 AM
that's deep, man...
it reminds of "Pinocchio: Tale of a Puppet" by Carlo Collodi... must of the times, life is like the story of Pinocchio and we're all like Geppetto,
you know, always carving our best effort and trying to make a timeless print on a piece of wood called life, but at the end of a hard work day,
lonelyness always gets us because no matter how hard we work and how much we sweat and bleed to achieve building that perfect puppet, it will never
come to a living thing and it's just gonna sit there in a corner of the room and watch us face life once and again and again and take hits and get
fucked by life, but it's never even gonna say "don't fuckin' give up, I'm backin' you up" or "hold on, you're doing a good job"...