"a caterpillar doesn't just grow into a butterfly. a caterpillar must undergo metamorphosis, and a cocoon is where a caterpillar risks it all: enters total chaos, undergoes total rebuilding, and is born to a new way of living. only in taking the risk of entering that inert cocoon can the caterpillar go from dormancy to potency, from ugliness to beauty."

Wednesday, July 21, 2004

un año

there's no truth in this, only puzzles. there are puzzles.

i'm wide awake, but i can't see. i cannot see.

i know, but i don't understand. i do not understand.

i get the feeling, but it lacks meaning. it has no meaning.

it's just a memory. it's merely a memory.

this is not about someone close to me. this is not like the previous post. un año. one year. that's what this is about.

"525,600 minutes. 525,000 moments so dear.  525,600 minutes - how do you measure, measure a year? in daylights. in sunsets. in midnights. in cups of coffee.  in inches. in miles. in laughter. in strife...  in 525,600 minutes - how do you measure a year in the life? 525,600 minutes - how can you measure the life of a woman or man? in truths that she learned or in times that he cried.  in bridges he burned, or the way that she died."  -- Seasons of Love,  from the musical Rent

by the way, here is an icon i made for myself using the illustration maker at http://abi-station.com

whoa... maybe i should have bangs like those.

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