Friday, January 23, 2009

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Today has been a day of many, many truths. I feel so humbled in my situation. I feel the feeling that I am a needle in a Korean haystack. That I am wanted, and unwanted. That I am free, but I am isolated. That I am one, but I am nothing. That I know everything, but I know nothing. That I feel life, though life feels me not. That I know love, but love knows me not. That taste is sweet, but I'm just tasting. But life is sweet, but I'm just wasting. I hold my grip, upon the tasting. And hope that all of this is passing.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

confusius say "what are you telling us, good day bad day ?"

Dan said...

Chris cool poem. Nice contrast. Did you talk to bry about the web-cam. It is sick. Dan