A Wanderer In Life, A Wanderer In Death.

Sunday, February 7, 2010

About love, love, love. That oh-so-Sorrows-like topic.

1 Corinthians 13:4

Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. (NIV)

Well.

I believe that this is what drives the idiot forward. It's foolish. Irrational. Sacrificial. Difficult to see through, until the very end.

But still he continues going forward anyway.

Can't be helped, I guess. Sorrows is Sorrows, Wanderer is Wanderer. This must be why I act as his spirit of self-preservation. Because, otherwise, he would be nothing but ashes by now.

If only he would actually listen to me more often....

1:33 AM
alone?

Monday, February 1, 2010

Funny, isn't it? Distracted child. How everything is just there, waiting to be read. And then you read.

The words just seem to be processed and accepted. Then you move on.

The emotions come later.

But, seriously, back to work now. We're behind time as it is.

12:53 AM
alone?

Do your work. Tiredness makes it difficult, yes, but it's due tomorrow.

~Wanderer

12:20 AM
alone?

Thursday, December 31, 2009

The transience of all things, and the bittersweetness of their passing? It is understandable that old Sorrows is so attached to this simple phrase.

Wanderers tend to notice these things more than others, in their travels. Particularly when you return to an old place you've been to before, and notice the changes.

But that's not what Sorrows is so attached to at this given point in time.

He's got a year left, isn't it? No, less than that.

Damn, child, what are you going to do?

Precisely. He is thinking of all those things. The Ministry. The People. The Exams (okay, this one not so much). The Future.

Love, love, love.

Always other people, never himself. Alright, fine, rarely himself.

And it starts when? Soon. Very soon. Less than a week, I should think.

There's never enough time, Sorrows, my friend. Mortality made it that way.

Do what you can. Quickly. Effectively. And please, don't ever forget, what you exist for, why you're here, why you keep persevering instead of choosing the cold comfort of Death.

1:16 AM
alone?

Friday, November 27, 2009

1. EE

2. TOK x2

3. Chem IAs

4. Sleep

5. Pray

6. Wander

7. Piano

8. Read / Write

9. Think

10. Draw

11. Remember to breathe while you're at it, okay? Don't go and die on me... again.

12:08 AM
alone?

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Hello. As I write this, I watch an idiot try (and fail) to complete his overdue assignments.

Yes, Sorrows. Stop attempting to wreck your own laptop's keyboard.

I know you need it to work. Wait for a moment or two, will you? I have to finish writing this, first.

Well, the title is all there is to say, today.

Who I am? That's a question to answer, one day or another.

I have seen within, and I have seen the world.

I have seen ghosts of imagination, and tears and rain.

I am what I choose to be.

I am what you want me to be.

I wander and I search for what I wish to search after.

I rest, then I go forth yet again.

Nobody knows my name. I don't know my name.

I am a created being with no name. All that was given to me was the title of Wanderer.

A Wanderer In The World. That is all.

Sorrows is my brother in certain... affairs. He, however, has physical being. I do not.

I rest my case.

4:20 PM
alone?

Sunday, November 15, 2009

Sorrows.

I believe I know how you are feeling right now. It is a feeling that is not quite despair, nor is it the typical existential angst.

It is something of doubt, mixed with a reasonable dose of love and despair for good measure.

But why? Why so?

Did you yourself not say, "Pray about it?" (Or the equivalent?)

Then do so!

Truly, if what you do works for the sake of the Lord your God, then how can it be a bad thing?

Pray, child. Pray.

11:08 PM
alone?