3,2,1...Action!
We play the leads
The theme centers around us
The rest are just the extras
Making up the little necessities of our movie
Now is when we take over the role of the director
Directing our movie the way we want it
Mistakes can be costly
So bear in mind the limited rolls of films we have
Now is when the movie really starts to differ
For each individual has different expectations
From the plot to the light effects
The message we want to send out to the audience
Differs with our varying expertise
The level of achievement we desire
Differs with our innermost thoughts and personal satisfaction.
Now is when our paths really diverge.
So, then
Good luck to my fellow co-stars
And let the camera rollin' begin!
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
Saturday, August 8, 2009
Web of truth and delusions
Intertwined in the beautiful web that we weaved
Our thoughts are left to manifest and grow
Often are we deluded by the promise they seemingly hold
Perfected by modern-day expectations and
Our increasing dependence on what we want to see
People that surround us contribute to each new line
Rarely is the web the same at the end of each day
Sometimes this is a thankful thing, sometimes not
How we intend to position ourselves on the delicate lines
Must be deliberate and accompanied by a little faith
Whatever the obstacles, perhaps a heavy dew drop
Can waver our motivation but not silencing it
Thus as we stand from afar and gaze at its manipulative beauty
We come to fully understand the nature of it
Which is in itself a plethora of our very own uncertainties.
Our thoughts are left to manifest and grow
Often are we deluded by the promise they seemingly hold
Perfected by modern-day expectations and
Our increasing dependence on what we want to see
People that surround us contribute to each new line
Rarely is the web the same at the end of each day
Sometimes this is a thankful thing, sometimes not
How we intend to position ourselves on the delicate lines
Must be deliberate and accompanied by a little faith
Whatever the obstacles, perhaps a heavy dew drop
Can waver our motivation but not silencing it
Thus as we stand from afar and gaze at its manipulative beauty
We come to fully understand the nature of it
Which is in itself a plethora of our very own uncertainties.
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