Reminisce... Regret.. Regress.

This is how I lost more than I had ever won,
and honestly, I ended up with none.

The feeling of trying to chase too many things at once, just like when I was a kid playing tag and I tried to chase everyone around and it really didn't work out.

That's what it feels like.

I keep changing the target and honestly, in the end, I don't even know what I'm chasing after anymore.

What I started chasing, why I'm chasing what I'm chasing.

What to do... if I could go back in time I would.

If I could end time, I would.

But those two are improbable.

Sinful Vent

Get off my dick you little cunt.

Thoughts

So the idea is that I will use this blog to post my thoughts, recollections, etc. etc., and I will use the other blog to post whatever rhymes or things I want to pen into creation...

It's been 3 days since Spring Quarter started, but first let me just say.. I passed Winter Quarter!

I can't believe how much stress Winter Quarter has put me through in the short but long 10 weeks.

Now it repeats itself all over again this quarter...

Just gotta focus and get work done.

But you know that feeling, the feeling in the back of your head...?

You want to pay attention in class, but something keeps popping up in your head?

And it's like my head is not designed for multitasking.. either I think about this thing or I listen to what the professor has to say...

Choices choices... I know the right choice yet I can't rightly choose the right choice.

I know it isn't time yet, and I sure hope that it isn't time yet.

Yet this feeling still gets to me, like a parasite that constantly sucks your attention away.

Whatever I do I do in thought of it.

I try to brush it aside, telling myself that it's nothing.

Yet why am I still haunted by it?

Beginning Of An End

You know how I act.

You know what I do.

I want it to end.

I didn't want this for myself.

So I'm going to stop.

Don't think I'm being emo, don't think that I am dry.

But I'm too tired for this reputation.

It's time it ended.

Starting now.

Company

When I long for company, I just take a walk backwards.

At least I get to see my own footsteps...

Midnight Ramblings Part 2

Passion. Or the lack thereof.

Expression of emotions. To shun such actions.

Recreation of notions. This is but a tiny fraction.

Interaction of mind's motions, this is my love potion.

Corrosion of the heart. Erosion of what is my corazon.

Eradication of the mind's dedication to the soul.

What is soul but an indication of my own self.

A dictation of what I desire to speak up.

Speak up my mind, for my heart it delights.

The story of the mind's plight, it is all too trite.

The mind and heart unite, this is the soul.

Why does it not exist if it is not visible by sight?

"Si el sol existe con la razon," why can't too, the soul?

The Chase

Perhaps the greatest lesson I'm being taught is this.

Chase after those who chase other things, and you'll spend eternity chasing after nothing.

Chase after those who chase after you, and the chase will soon come to an end.

Do Not Fear Death Itself, But Whatever Comes Before

Riding a motorcycle gives ample opportunities for self-reflection.

What else can you do when it's just you?

It symbolizes what I desire.

To run away.

From everything in this world.

Without Me

Would the world become a better place?

I'm beginning to think so..

Sooner Or Later, It All Comes Crashing Down

But for the moment, cherish it.