Vacant Spaces

Months go by and no one takes notice that in this infinite cycle and amongst the patterned pieces of our stop and go world, nothing is ever the same twice. Each breath you take will never mimic the previous one. Every blink of the eyes will happen at a different speed. Every emotional outpour unto some unsuspecting victim's ears or unto the attentive aural faciliies of a factory of empathy and advice that is a friend will always have a different outcome. No two seconds are the same.

We live in a world where time is measured, but never repeated. There is a phrase people say when a special small instance of time has been ruined. They say "The moment is gone." That is infinitely true for everything. Each second will never be repeated. Every moment is its own. At the very moment i write this it is 11:21pm, January 12th, 2009 and when this minute is up, never again will it be 11:21pm, January 12th, 2009.

Utilize life.

Let life be life.

Be you.


It has been a long time since I last had an entry. I don't see the 10 months between this entry and my last entry as being a big gap of nothingness, but more so vacant space. Just because I did not do anything in that entire time, it does not mean that there is nothing there. They are but vacant spaces occupied by invisible ideas that have yet to see daylight. Whether they ever will is yet to be answered. Our entire lives are full of ideas and many of them escape us before we have time to do anything with them. Yet, it does not mean they cease to exist, it merely means they are floating in the vacant spaces, waiting for the cosmonaut of our mind to explore the unknown regions of our inner thoughts and bring back the artifacts of ideas from within the depths of these vacant spaces. Yet, some of them will be floating aimlessly forever, but it does not mean they are gone forever, they remain within the realms of imagination and improbability, for nothing is impossible.