Silence is …
There's something about silence that can capture the loudest of noises. They say that silence is the most beautiful music. They say silence is an environment with sound below 20 decibels.
Silence is what you hear in the hours of the morning, before the world awakes. Silence is what you hear when someone passes away. Silence is what you hear when the door shuts after someone leaves. Silence is what you hear when your heart stops. Silence is what you hear when there is nothing to be said.
Silence is what you don't get when your heart cries. Silence is what you don't get when there's an accident. Silence is what you don't get whe
Today's tomorrow
Name something that gives and takes, lasts forever and is our past. Something that makes and takes our life. Something that hurts. Something that heals. Something that can pull at each finger. Something that ruins you, yet can give you so much.
Time takes our tomorrows, and makes them our yesterdays. Time makes life. Time makes history. Time is dangerous, but you crave it to such an extent, it's all you want. Time makes you do stupid things. Time makes you regret. Time stops. Time starts. Time makes all that is happen. All things happen because of time. Time makes you treasure everything you have that little bit more. Time
What it is…
The one place you can be without having to impress anyone. The one place you can do whatever you want. The one place you can be free of whatever it is that's holding you captive. The one place that you can be, without having the pressures life, weighing you down with every decision you make.
Every path you go along, and every single thing you say, will effect what you dream about. They show you unconsciously what you want, or what you need. It's your heart and soul, added to your thoughts. Supremacy of sleep.
You dream about a place that you want to be. You dream about things that you want. You dream about what could be. You dr
His fingers moved, ever so swiftly. Across each key, never a wrong note. Passion, emotion, and mind went into what he played, ignoring all around him. Eyes flickering between fingers and music, his mind never to interfere.
Goosebumps were sent up everyone's arms, backs and legs, as they hear this man's passion. Something they have never felt before, a feeling beyond words. For every second that he played, they were suspended in time to hear his music. Jealousy, envy, greed came to the minds of the audience members… jealousy, that he had a talent to express so much in such a way possible… envy that there were so many other people to witness
Fun at four o'clock
Just the cab drivers and i
Having a secret war
Over the silence
Over sleeping humanity.
The stop signs beg
As each are not obeyed
With the world o ourselves
We strut
And create havoc
Before all has even realized.
We break the dew
And make clouds of life
Shivers reach out
Like Satan's hand
Making us give in
And let it grasp us
Tight.
The Whisperers come out to play
Ghosts and memories
Dance at this Holy Hour
Street lamps as spotlights
The road the dancefloor
The silence their music
I waltz the streets
Alongside you
Down to the station
As the first train of the day
Haunts the tracks
The wheels pa
"The prettiest road I'd ever seen, where trees made breezy canopies like a tunnel to Shangri-La..."
I haven't written a journal for AGES!!
So i thought i'd update you :)
I finished year 12 last year, and got a relatively good score seeing as how bad i was at school and how much i didn't enjoy it (except my friends of course :) ). I got into nursing at Australian Catholic University, where they pretty much specialize in Nursing and Teaching.
So in the Summer holidays i didn't do a whole lot. Went away to a folk music fesitval called Turramurra Folk Festival :)
Was so much fun! You take your instruments and learn things, and jam until 4am
:) hallo everyone
i haven't really used deviant art in a while, but here i am
i have 18 days left of year 12, then freedom !!!
Huzzah I'm so excited to be free of it all.
Tis very exciting.
Anyone who lives in melbourne, go to the melburnites devmeet on 19th of september :) should be good
What is art?
What is life?
What is alcohol? I don't know but i've had some and i'm still a bit lightheaded :) oh well... Its wearing off and i will be okay for a day of studying tomorrow!
YAY
sorry this is awfully random
I hope you are all well
for people who have faved my work, thank you so much!
for people who i'm watching, good work :) I love
Is a key still a key if it has nothing to unlock?
Mmmm Moomba was good! it was great in fact!
Unlike year 12... I can't say a whole lot about it right now. On school holidays. Huzzah!
I'm still emotionally constipated, therefore no writing lately, just lots of photos that were crappy from my spur-of-the-moment-walking-down-the-street-taking-photos while people watched me stop and start walking over and over again...
I'm not odd. Not at all...
Well, since the last journal i've gotten up to 238 digits of Pi... maybe i'll learn more. I duno, it was just something to get my mind off things, but now its because it exercises my brain and make