Solace was found within a plexiglass dome, an environment too fragile to accept change. It is within this, change did occur, unwillingly amongst my behalf and the dome fell. With little oxygen outside, there is hardly a reason to keep fighting...right?

On the way to work, or rather before that even, I noticed it was raining...seemed not too bad but it got a little heavy towards the middle of the day. Work turned out to be fairly busy as it is or, was the weekend...but it went by with relative ease. Well, when I left the building, I noticed that some little birds were playing or something, hopping around between the parked cars in the rain. I stood there and watched them for a little, just regular sparrows or something, but I was still wondering what they were thinking if anything in particular. It made me laugh to myself a little watching them hop and come up to me. I watched them for about 10 minutes and then walked around avoiding getting too close to them as I didn't want to scare them away, they looked like they were having fun. Always was something really nice about small little birds...have this kind of expression that was pretty nice.

You should be in my space
You should be in my life
You should be in my space
You should be in my life
You could be in my space..

Current Music: Interpol - Narc

The sun rises, as the moon does. Both fall like one another, and that is about as far as my appreciation has spanned the past few days. The weather has been nice, and I've been enjoying the change of season, but not too much more than that, then again...I guess there isn't too much more to ask for, this is my season, so to speak. Went walking last night for about a hour and a half, was pretty relaxing and gave me time to just zone out...something that over the past years has almost become necessity in some way or another. Thinking about going to Borders later this week as I've already finished most of the books I was reading, Collider about the Haldron Collider and The Evolution Of God, which is more or less about the concept of God and religion and how it has changed over time, it's reasons, and how to unite them in a sense. Both were good reads. Finished the Gossamer Plain series, and that was pretty entertaining, so I might as well delve back into some more Philosophy...though I haven't been particularly inspired lately.
Also listening to some older songs, or at least songs that feel older now. I don't mean this by matter of years, but rather songs I listened to a little while back that feel old now because I've since listened to so much more. After translating what I could in the Amesoeurs album, I feel a sense of...not sure, hope? I know that's probably not the right word to use, as hope has never really been synonymous with me, as I've always seen it as some abstract idea similar to the faith construct, or just given up on it. Sometimes the rational mind leaves little to be discovered, but I still long for a return to the ancient where the very mysticism that surrounds our natural life becomes rational, becomes just as mystical as any story. Anyways, I looked up the lyrics and did some translations and then found them pretty relatable in a sense. Except lately, I've almost felt bound by other peoples view of themselves. If one isn't willing to accept themselves on a neutral level, there is very little chance that you will be able to see them as anything special so long as they filter themselves out, actively.


Nevermind, the entry failed to post last time and I must of missed it. I had the lyrics translated and now they're gone. It ultimately was about escaping on to the rooftops and seeing the blue world, escaping in a sense with someone. I guess I felt that I would of been in that position right now, as it's really what I was working towards. Everything feels so aimless as of late. I'm doing the same things I would of done...and the only thing I particular care for is pushing me away. Eh, life is suffering.