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Tuesday, January 25, 2005


Ocean
Tired and hungry,
Tossed out to sea,
Lost into nothingness,
With nowhere to flee.
Sameness all around,
Wherever you look,
A deep blue surrounds,
Like you're caught on a hook.
You try to swim forward,
But you're stuck in one place.
No directions, no difference,
Waves crash, and you're caught in the wake.
This ocean you're in,
Is not one to be fair,
You try vainly to get out,
But it always ends in despair.
This ocean's not much different,
From something you know.
Can you guess what it is?
Realization knocks you down with one blow.
It's life,
Without directions or purpose,
You must find your own way,
And the real truth will surface.


This poem can be interpreted many ways. On the one-hand, it can be considered a philosophical poem about depression. Another way you can look at it is as a Christian poem about life without Christ. I will not tell you which way to interpret it, for that is for you to decide mon ami. Look at it anyway that you choose. The choice is up to you.

Out of the serious note, I have a English final and an Art final on Tuesday. So "today" MyOtaku-wise. Haha. Hm, parents are difficult. My mom can be a real...urrrggghhh... "meanie". Thebn, everything calms down. I know I seem really ungrateful, and I really love my mom, it's just she, well, really pisses me off a lot. Only thing is everything calms down soon, and then I don't mind her again. I can never stay mad long I guess, she can, but I can't. Doesn't it suck when you can't keep a good bad mood? Haha. Hm, oh well.
Well, that's it for now. See ya 'round everybdy.

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