The Curious Project
If it were not for injustice, men would not know justice.
Heraclitus (540 BC - 480 BC)
There are two kinds of people, those who finish what they start and so on.
Robert Byrne
The cure for boredom is curiosity. There is no cure for curiosity.
Dorothy Parker (1893 - 1967)
3.8.06
SONG FROM HERE.
I WENT TO THE WATER, I LOOKED IN ITS COOL.
IN THE DISTANCE WAS A VELVET MOON,BEHIND GLASS SHIMMERING WITH DELIGHT.
I SAW MY FACE , IT WAS SLOWLY WARM AND IT LOOKED TO ME, LIKE IT HAD SEEN IT ALL.
BUT WHAT IS ALL IN THIS FINAL PLACE .
ISAW MY NFACE STARING BACK AT ME.
ASKING QUESTIONS , ASKING QUESTIONS....
THEY SAY WHO YOU KNOW DICTATES YOUR FATES PATH.
HOW MANY TIMES WILL I NAVIGATE THIS ROAD?
THE PATH THRU MY SOUL....I STILL GET LOST.
WHAT WILL IT TAKE TO FEEL AT EASE...
TO KILL THE FEAR, THAT IS KILLING ME?
I SEE MY FACE AND IT GETTING OLD..
TIRED OF SINGING A MUTED SONG.
I HAVE QUESTIONS
I AM CURIOUS..
I SEE YOUR FACE
THE MIRROR OF ME
AFRAID TO SMILE, AFRIAD TO SPEAK...
TO WRAPPED UP IN YOUR REFLECTION
TO NOTICE ME.
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