Sand-castles are perfect,arent they.Beautiful,transient phases finally crumbling back to where they originated..sameness,dead sand-sea.The moment that hurts is the last near-perfect image of completion.Something grandiose in it.And wistfulness at the imagery of what might have been,could have been.Until a great wave comes along.And then you look back at the remains and can still see the castles you were building,which to any other passerby would appear as sticky deformed mud.A tear drop in the eye,prisms the sunlight into multi-colors and the movie rolls back..flash-back,or just life flashing before your eyes.Is it time to go?.But you do want to hold on.The incompleteness hurts you.And you know when completion happens,you would want to go.The castle would form again,but then the picture of destruction is what you can't escape from.And yeah,you can build something thats destroyed but what of the image that still haunts you--of destruction,even when rebuilding is over.
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u mean monuments so dat folks remember u by ?
dont u ?
memories are monuments dat are more lasting
Janice built such a one
i figure Janice is dead along wid her baby
But Janice lives on in my heart and in so many hearts she touched
www,janicemumbai.blogspot.com
Yep..deformed sticky mud..and the picture of destruction..that's hard to get out've one's mind. I suppose that's the beauty of sandcastles..that they crumble easily..beautifully innocent...innocence is so fragile..
Sheesh i opened ur site..and i saw ur so called sand castles..and they were looking like choco chip muffins to me:P
OK ok no need 2 declare me autistic or stuff:0)im just in amood 2 laugh so let me talk sm nonsense..after all im happy..cuz u r bak;)and i dont wanna encourage u 2 keep on churning the same depressive stuff over and over again..so i wont compliment u all the way 2glory:0)
so those chocochip muffins came in 2 ur dream,and u decided to write abt them,and u glorified them with an exotic touch by calling them sand castles,thn u similarized them with the memoirs...good going..but then u realized..no no..it will b bad fr my image of STOIC PHILOSOPHER so u stroked,the paint brush with sm greys,and quickly reduces the castles to dirty mud..:)(are u looking fr ur chainsaw to choke me with it..yet?if nt..thn keep on reading:0)THEN U DECIDED I SHOULD GIVE THOSE GOOD OLD CHOCO CHIP MUFFIN SOME FILMY TOUCH..SO u brought good old tear..and started comparing reel life with real life..unconsciously..u menaged to bring sm sunshine some hope and sm happiness..so u decided..it isnt morbid enough to get the OSCARS..so BY just being ASH..u brought the pain,and agony..enveloped those dear sweet CHOCO CHIP MUFFINS in to the rays of gloom:((
SADNESS prevailed s usual:((
(ok im ready 2 die now..i know u r fuming..and looking around for the deadliest weapon 2 kill me..but u know u cant..
im 2 prescious a friend fr u:)
anyways nice gloomy writing as usual:)great grasp on ur expression and wrds...
tc
lol sebia..haha
Unless these are choco-chip muffins (which is a big waste if you've left them on sand, unless, thats just chocolate laid out on the sea) I think its ok. I mean it hurts but the rebuilding is stronger. New You. Better you. and blah blah.
you've captured it so poignantly.
i tink i am basically a nice guy
i dont no why de vile and sebia and Justine and arz00n and ....
dont like me
But I lurrrve u saby
TIGER
Saby--nah,not that Saby.you got it all wrong.But then you maybe right.I love the perceptions..keep 'em coming.
fm--innocence is ugly in a way.whatever is fragile leaves sadness when it leaves.
Sebia--try eating them Sebia..*smiles* they won't leave a bad taste in your mouth.
And if looks could kill..*stares*
Shyamla--et tu!
de.vile--*smiles* a new me.change is good,yeah?lets keep our fingers crossed.
transience--i know you got the meaning.
Saby--they aren't into old farts.thats it.don't blame yerself.you still are a nice old fart to me.
anonymous--a Tiger-mouse..now thats new.
http://imnutsincaps.blogspot.com/2006/02/count-your-blessings.html
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