The truth and who I am when I look at it

(idea) by deep thought (6.7 y) (print) ? (I like it!) 2 C!s Thu Nov 09 2000 at 5:41:48

The light, and how it changes everything
deep skies full of stars, how it distances me
sad radio music, and what it reminds me of-
the truth, and who I am when I look at it
my past, and what I learned from it today
my reflection- how it doesn't match where I am, where I will be

the sound of my voice on answering machine tape-
tragiserious, looking for meaning on a blank slate

(idea) by dolphinboy (6.7 y) (print) ? (I like it!) 1 C! Thu Nov 09 2000 at 22:30:23

What is truth? When I look at it, is it distorted by my own perception? Yes, for truth is, in fact, my perception of things. Nothing else can be truth tor me.

Who am I when I look at truth?

I am a child.
I am afraid, I am alone.
I am overwhelmed, I am confused.
When first confronting truth, I am disbelieving, closed minded, overly critical of myself.
When I finally make the leap, and accept truth, I am set free.
I am a smile. I am a giggle.
I am love.

printable version
chaos

Noders' poetry	15 years old	I haven't seen her in a month. She is still beautiful.	I died for Beauty -- but was scarce
Magic words. Magic eyes.	This is my truth tell me yours	My fingers flow over a keyboard, but words jumble at my teeth	Sitting in the rain at night
One velvet portrait of you	Each one was the scene where you hold your breath	If the universe breaks my heart	Time Stops for No Mouse
Some of my best friends are	Active vs Passive Nihilism	Tabula Rasa	August 2, 2003
life imitating art	Sunt lacrimae rerum	Nyssa Sylvatica ‘Sheri's Cloud’	The sky, purple and soft
the whole enchilada	Are those the faces of love, those pale irretrievables?	Still she cried, and still the world pursues	I don't know

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