January 2010
2 posts
fleeting
Written a while ago.
Senses are fleeting.
Sounds heard all vanish as soon as they’re heard. Sights seen all vanish everytime we blink. Isn’t it strange that the only thing that guides us in this world is our senses?
Sight is fragile, and breaks when we close our eyes. Sound is fragile, and breaks when we plug our ears. Touch is fleeting, and dies the instant our skin breaks...
“Detachment is the shadow of genius.”