Juxtaposition of the real and the unreal. And then they switch.
Friday, June 20, 2008
the muse
But my memories are stronger than ever before, my past ever in my present, during my day, engulfing me like a wave, and then it comes crashing onto my reality, my now, and breaks my reverie.
thought-provoking...brings up brooding memories that lurk in the shadows, just beyond the edge of the light...memories that leap to and fro through the diapheneity between the now and the then...
thought-provoking...brings up brooding memories that lurk in the shadows, just beyond the edge of the light...memories that leap to and fro through the diapheneity between the now and the then...
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