Thursday, November 1, 2007

Days pass by and I still cannot find those elusive words that would give my ideas the form I want. Could it be that some ideas aren't meant to leave the walls of the brain alive? Passing emotions and thoughts, each of which seems like a revelation, like a spot of light passing through the darkness. But alas, the light scatters on the barriers of other people, and one is left waiting for the next glimpse of complete understanding, and hoping....


Qwaider قويدر said...

So nice!
But, couldn't any of those ideas escape?

I almost gave up on you coming back!

I'm not even sure you're back! at least, I hope you're back