One lifetime.

i can't remember much of certain periods of my life.


i want to experience the fullness of life. not to be pretending. not to be hiding or running away. i want to be in the eye of the storm, i want to live.

it's so strange but one of the hardest things to do in the world is to be yourself. it's the hardest damn thing, i swear. we all fight against some sort of demon that resides inside us. we're always moving further & further away from ourselves. we lose our way. we panick.

and so the one big tragedy of life, is that we will never be able to grab hold of ourselves without a decent struggle.

we can only go on living.


every story, every movie, every song, is about the passage of time, passing and leaving us behind, no matter what.


August 6, 2009 at 6:36 AM e said...

Panic! at the disco.

Hi Rebecca,

Xing here, from bpghs days yo. I'm thinking of pulling a Sunday night literary event with freeflow of red wine at your place (actually either yours or Night&Day). Complete with band and a dj, hopefully. Quote me a price or arrangement? This will be the 15th anniversary of Charles Bukowski's birth and I will be putting out 10 copies of his Love is a Dog from Hell for guest to deface!

Mail me, there's more to tell you.

August 6, 2009 at 6:36 AM e said...

August 6, 2009 at 10:43 AM Cookie Cutter said...

I keep having to remind myself to live to the fullest. We're young only once, we live only once. But I keep getting caught up in the mundane everyday busyness, practical concerns etc.

August 6, 2009 at 7:55 PM xx said...

yes i find it super hard to be myself. i'm struggling :( i hate being like that.

August 7, 2009 at 12:33 AM aletheafu said...

and then first, we have to know who we are. we have to first struggle to find out who we are. then we have to struggle to be ourselves and grab hold of ourselves.

struggle struggle struggle.

August 7, 2009 at 10:54 AM sputnik00 said...

hi, love your blog. one of your posts got me thinking, so i posted something in response: hope you like it.

August 18, 2009 at 12:13 PM pi said...

I can't see the light,
too bright or the deepest night
Touch nothing but sand,
feet lap where I stand.
Heart beat their way,
I breathe,
not even words were made.

How real or how far of the place at we are..

Not only me,
not only you under same blue sky blue.
Ain't no story to be ended,
we just can't see thing change.
Thousand asking,
thousand heard,
endless clues of only answer :)

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