" Mirror, My Reflection "

When I look into the mirror
My reflection is all I see
Just a flat surface with no emotion
Looking back at me
Where once there was an illusion
That made the tension flare
Now it's weakened and distant
Just me on the surface there

Tales of stolen moments along a crisp, water's edge
Dappled sunlight beneath the broad branched trees
I still envision the smile that I don't think I'll ever see
Oh, what could have been
Could have been magic that blistered the sun
Could have built a bridge to Heaven
But it's all gone, all gone

So the dreams that lived inside my head
The ones that I'd shared with you
Became the words of a fairytale
And you know those don't come true

BJH
11/11/2005

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Haha!

Truly you realise now the significance of the mirror in samsara.

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You've got to be kidding. How do I understand that? What's the parellel between what I wrote and samsara?
That was just me writing. I wasn't being anything but into my own thoughts.

edit: I looked it up to see what it was all about and though it's not quite what my meaning was here I can see some of the ideas that samsara has within this. I'm still interested to hear your thoughts though.

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You realise you are in the mirror, even if you think you are not.

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That's sad Mom, but well written. And I can't even attempt to know what the hell a Samsara is...

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Thanks Bob. Yeah, I think it came out sadder than I expected it to, but then Unanything saw a parellel with what someone else wrote. If you want to know about that samsara stuff it would probably be better for you to google or askjeeves or ask Unanything because I'm still not completely clear on it all. You know me.

Unanything-- are you into Lateralus by Tool at all? A good friend of mine has just recently discovered the complexity of lyrics and music, math and religion in that and he's bursting at the seams telling me about it. One thing he had me read mentioned parabolas and I did a remembering the question.

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It was melancholic but that was what gripped me in reading it. I'm addicted sadness that is why I liked it a lot.

Samsara - The Buddhist word for our world. It is a broader definition of the universe than 'just space'. For, there is much more than 'just space' out there. Me and LBXXX use it pretty much in all our little converstions now, rather than world.

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We do? heehee Oh my.


Schizoid--Thank you. I'm glad you liked the mood it created. I like a lot of different types, but sometimes the one's that really draw me are the thoughtful, sadder ones.

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i loved it for its blatantly supreme reality. (but i'm drunk, as usual).

"Oh, what could have been."
the world awaits my entry.
anticpatinion to excellence.
the music, the art, the beauty.

enshrouded in what is mediocre.
day passes age.
night transends witching hour.
perpetual linger - it may seem.
permanently disconnected

"So the dreams that lived inside my head
Became the words of a fairytale
And you know those don't come true" -lb

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lol You're something else. You lost me in the second part, but the first and last were cool in their own way. You even had a bit of a rhyme thing going on.

Cheers!

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