It's been a while since I was here.Things have changed - I doubt I'll ever be as emo (I cringe every time I read some of my older posts) as I was when I wrote some of the things written earlier on this blog. The more I spend time contemplating it, the more I realise that certain things were just meant to be. There is no fate, no decider of things; but there are patterns that can be perceived in the formation and evolution of human relationships, and sometimes it's a lot better to listen to the gut call than to hope, blindly, that all shall be well.
Stand still, pause clocks -
We can make the world stop.
I wish I knew why writing has become to hard these days. There used to be a time when there was a constant flow of words, that would come whenever bidden. That river seems to have run dry - though I can still coax a weak couplet or two when the occasion asks of it. Perhaps I have forgotten what it meant to need to put pen to paper, or hands to keyboards - the need to write something out. Mostly, I feel a need to clam up, and let the emotions run riot far away, and in feebler minds.
But this is a good stepping stone - and is good for practicing my sense of the dramatic. Taking over the world cannot be done through emotions - not your own emotions, at least.
