dinsdag 23 november 2010

Last Thought

I open my eyes. A cold wind brushes across my face. The sobering air makes my thoughts clearer. No sense in stalling. I walk forwards to the building. The building I hated, but in a strange way it was also kind of my home. I didn’t know how the day would end. But I knew, it was going to be hard. Everything I did earlier this morning seemed so far away like it had been months. But no reason to dwell in the past, I had accepted my faith before this day even started. Free will or not. My choice was made.

The building got bigger and was an intimidating sight. The Rising sun hidden just behind it. My thought digressed from the task at hand. I thought of all that I hold dear, those few people I cared about. And suddenly I no longer felt alone, even though it was clear what I had to do there were always my friends who I can trust. Not my greatest skill trusting. But this newfound feeling spread like a drug. I felt courage running through my veins.

As I approached the gates all the thoughts that ran through my head started to go silent. When all that remained was one image. My last thought as I walked through the gate wasn’t about the Task at hand. Not about my friends. Not about myself. It was that one thing that held the flames of passion alive. My Last Thought before the storm to come was of her.

zaterdag 20 november 2010

Winter Dipje

De winter kou drijft mensen tot het uiterste. Zonder zonlicht is het moeilijk om je mooie kant van dingen te zien. Mensen proberen zich aan elk greintje hoop vast te houden maar het is moeilijk. Want de kou drijft ons ton het uiterste. Op koude nachten voelen we ons snel eenzaam. En wensen velen van iemand om s’nachts vast te kunnen houden. De straat lantarens schijnen vel. Deze koude nachten. De lucht is koud en ontnuchterend. De straten zijn uitgestorven. De kou is genadeloos.

Ik kijk om me heen en zie meer gebroken mensen en dromen dan ik ooit heb gezien. Zonder de zon lijkt het leven bijna onbelangrijk. Ik zou niet weten wat ik moet doen. Maar ik zal doorgaan tot ik niet meer kan staan. Ik zal doorgaan tot mijn hart niet meer klopt. Ik zal doorgaan tot er niemand meer is. En ik zal doorgaan tot ik mijn laatste adem uitblaas. Ik weet niet waarom ik het doe of waarvoor. En het kan me niet schelen hoe moeilijk dingen zijn. Want ik zal doorgaan tot ik niet meer kan.


zaterdag 6 november 2010

Dreamin' Away

It’s cold. It’s winter. People and the weather, are bringing me down. But It doesn’t matter in the end cause when I close my eyes.

I’m Cruising the desert headin’ for LA. Hoping to be an Internet Celebrity.
Surfin’ near Venice beach. Chill with some stoners it’s all ok.
Warm weather, Hot Chick’s, Having fun in the Sun
It’s California dreamin’ all the way.

School is hard. I’m barley keeping my head. So much to do. And so little time to do it. So when I feel it’s all too much I close my eyes and….

I’m traveling the world. With a bag on my back. And the open road ahead.
I see the most random stuff. And it teaches me enough.
No
obligations . Nothing holding me back. Life to the fullest.
Like life should be.


The world around me can get demanding. Do this Do that, no not like that. So when I’ve had my fill I close my eyes drift away and…

I’m Standing on a Glastonbury Stage. Got My mates at my side.
I play my guitar like I’m a pro. Everybody is screaming along.
We’re on top of the world. A never ending high and to quote oasis.
Tonight I’m a rock ‘n’ roll star.

So when life gets me down. And I dream away. Hoping that one day. My dreams won’t be dreams. They’ll be memories.