Tuesday, February 22, 2005

while i'm here

Nested in the comforts of my own niche, i observe the world thru light in my telescope; perusing every detail. it seems though, maybe it is; that i'm restricting myself to mere observations and not real tangible experiences.
A little girl hopscotching on pavement smiling; gwaping at the intricate concrete lines; carefully avoiding them as her mother catches up a few metres behind. i continued scrutinising. for a while at least; with clarity of sight but devoid of sounds for what devoured me was mere silence that was deafning. i tried to concentrate, focusing objectively into the expression of the little girl reading every life that came out of her like Alice in Wonderland.
her hair was tied up in piggies, appeared black tinged with brown cause it was sunkissed and wearing that pink dress, i figured she must be from ballet or something, or maybe a party a few blocks down my right where i'm from. i bet she enjoyed herself for that smile was still plastered on her face as i traced her every jump.
She looked up n started to point into northwest direction and her face changed; for now it was even more resplendent; reflecting her inner emotions more luminously into my wide view tunnel of steel. i shifted. A playground and a few minutes later, there she was, mommy pushing her swing she's riding.
Meanwhile, CNN's broadcasting war; Oprah's toughing touchy souls; MTV's blasting hippy hop crunky shit and American Idols-wannabes pit against one another.

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