lost
wrote a really long post today.
on something really close to my heart.
because it was so close was wondering should i publish it or save it as draft.
i pressed Publish Post and technology back fired and got me to an error page.
tried recovering it and couldnt
now i am thinking is it 'deicisin made' or should i take things i my own hands (literally) and re write
am lost
posted by lemontree @ 2:10 PM
8 Comments:
The decision is always in your hands....the more u run away from what u really wanna do more ull be closer to it ....sometimes takin a risk gives u lots of happiness...pain too....but atleast no regrets as time runs out on us before u know it..........go with whatever yr heart really wants to do!!!
Hi anonymous
rewrote the post
it's titled 'My Dad'
L'Etoile de Mer (The Starfish)
Women's teeth are such charming objects....that one should only see them in a dream, or at the instant of love.
Farewell, so beautiful.
If flowers were made of glass, beatuful, beautiful like a glass flower....
If on this earth you find a woman who loves honestly....
beautiful like a flower of fire...
...you are not dreaming that she was beautiful.... but that she is beautiful.....beautiful...beautiful...beautiful
Hi cosmicwind
strange that you commented on a post so old
strange and eccentric that i actually looked up the post
anyhow
didnot get it fully but agree with the parts i did get
and who are you? do you blog? or are you someone i met in my real life making a virtual presence?
curious me
;)
hello lemontree, the starfish is my favorite poem, by a french poet.
i am cosmicwind, the aurora borealis, the northern lights :)
cosmicwind
is that the complete poem and who is the poet?
and so you still have been guessing as to who you are.
you have happened to make a presence at a somewhat interesting time.
clues?
please :)
lemontree,
whats in a name...
the poem is incomplete, it is for you to complete it.
we live in interesting times...
cosmicwind
hi cosmicwind
a more mature evolved albiet less curious lemontree would have not bothered with the identity.
but alas the grounded me, still constrained by/in in the real world , wants to know.
have a strong suspicion. just need it confirmed.
see i dont like mysteries. i always read the last pages first, get people to begin at the end....
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