nozy

a stray of vision,
a sliver of memory,
a streak of anonymity,
a shoulder of woes.

a tap of keys,
a tinge of frantic,
a tomb unburied,
a twinge of sad.

an unheard-of tale,
an untold resolution,
an unmentionable feeling,
an undertaking of one.

vunerable,
wriggling,
xeromorphing yealings.

thinking and writing

is such a pleasure that i had lost, once ago, and is now on the path of re-discovery.

TIL about performance and mastery orientation

http://www.pixelpoppers.com/2009/11/awesome-by-proxy-addicted-to-fake.html

in short (pretty post short already), put in effort into the things i am doing/supposed to do!

edit: context http://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/b8xvb/how_many_of_you_are_considered_unusually_smart/

もう学生じゃない

悲しい現実だ。
今は働く人の考え方しかできない。もちろん勤務時間中にだけだ。

equines after dark

when the darkness falls,
when lamps are turned on, artificial lights abuzz,
when the world slows down its motions,

this knightly beast calls,
yes, silently and stealthily as it does,
creeping up slowly invading private emotions.

it picks out fears and pains,
taking them, moulding them, crafting out a story,
deliver it right into the unsuspecting being,

nursing the trauma which triumphantly reigns,
rehearsing the dark story in all its glory,
feeding the ever-consuming.

softly,
gently,
quietly,
wordlessly,
sneaking,
slipping,
quickening,
threatening,
implant,
supplant,
undulant,
nonchalant,
petulant assailant,
tremulant flagellant,
FOO BAR BAZ!

stop feeding my mares.