Saturday, December 09, 2006
FIFTEEN
removed from familiar time and space, no one and nothing can physically reach us here: we have one single commitment; a simplicity, a one-ness unparalleled in modern life. that we are, milling amongst a bunch of strangers only helps in this sense of focus. unencumbered units, we sit, holding newspaper veils, curtained from the rest of the world. we wait, for the aero plane, the boarding, the safety announcements, the eye candy hostess, the departure, breakfast and our eventual destination: a string of seamless anticipation in transit accompanied with a sense of sadness, of loneliness: no one belongs or lays any claim, here we are the only person who can fulfill our need for acceptance… and so we await escape, remaining blanked and untouched.
# posted by goldfluke @ 5:24 AM 
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Wow,
..we are the only person who can fulfill our need for acceptance..
upon this realization... why does our heart ache for people's acceptance?
..we are the only person who can fulfill our need for acceptance..
upon this realization... why does our heart ache for people's acceptance?
I guess we all want someone to stop and say I care and not just look through us as they pass by. Reality of course isn't that way.
And then there's also the fact that it's not fun to travel alone. (for most people anyway)
And then there's also the fact that it's not fun to travel alone. (for most people anyway)
i don't read the newspaper here. i stare at people. it's nice (maybe not for them).
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