SeEking my Polaris

Wednesday, April 27, 2005

& words are all i have...

He sent me tis fRom a blog:

it's impossible to say a thing exactly the way it was, because you can never be exact,
you always have to leave something out,
there are too many parts, sides, crosscurrents, nuances;
too many gestures, which could mean this or that,
too many shapes which can never be fully described,
too many flavors, in the air or on the tongue, half-colors,
too many.

Then he came back with this..

Isn't it strange how words and speech are able to describe literally everything by communicating to the auditory and visual senses but still end up inadequate to express a true human emotion. Whereas the eyes can convey every human emotion perfectly with seemingly little effort. If you could only see my eyes now.

As usual, i had something to say too... :)

If my flow is an erractic one, you flowed along just fine.
I am losing count of the ripple effects that you are causing in my quiet stream.
Every circle creates an outer circle that it enveloping.. 1,2,3,4...
We are interlinked but we never seemed to cross the border of each others'comfort zone.
It seemed perfect on the outside.. but within, are jus ripples that are dissolving quietly.

>>> Note: office emails are not all about work n forwarded jokes.. occasionally there is someone who sends a refreshing breeze that lingers..

You drifted along with SeEking my Polaris... on 4/27/2005