Saturday, August 18, 2007

Th3 LiF3....

...I have not loved the world, nor the world me;...

...I stood,

Among them, but not of them; in a shroud

Of thoughts which were not their thoughts...

- C. XIII Childe Harold’s Pilgrimage - Canto IV - Lord Byron



Curiouser and curiouser is how everyday life tends to take the impression of the surreal. Rather than living them, I seem to go through my days, floating through an all enveloping fog that blurs the harsh edges and the cruel pits that are inevitably there. Unfortunately, it all rather dims the color and the brilliance that tend to make life a miracle.

1 comment:

iabhopal said...

How true !
Very well written