Sunday, November 1, 2009

Still grey.

Everything that could go wrong has gone wrong.
Time to start again? I really don't want to.

- Nicholas B. Luke

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

Confirmed realisation.

What have I become?

Initially what I hated; initially what I would of condemned. Change is a horrible thing, these subjects of emotion. Everyone you will ever know will dissapear. We will all fall into the void, seperated. Apart.

For now.

- Nicholas B. Luke

Rain.

Self-destruction presents itself in phases.

Time has come to drop this charade. Revert back. One cannot change. Things will break.

- Nicholas B. Luke

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Repugnant.

You disgust me.

- Nicholas B. Luke

Monday, October 26, 2009

Fegurð sálar hennar.

That's what it feels like; I know you can feel it now. The connection that will never be made; conversations that will never occur.

You make me nostalgic for mo
ments that never occurred.
Is this a sign that I might be overcoming? I'm not so sure.


These entries have always been completely personal, expressing feelings and ideas reflected off situations, emotions and ordeals I may have endured or encountered, but I have never really made such a direct reference to the subject...

Its okay anyway, nobody reads this. Which I'm fine with, I'm okay if people are reading or not. This blog acts as an outlet for me, whether other people are interested or not isn't of my concern. These writings may come across cryptic and puzzling in some regions, others being blatantly obvious. However, every single entry I have posted has a personal meaning to me...

Documented. Noted.

- Nicholas B. Luke

Sunday, October 25, 2009

To carve your face into the back of the sun.

In performance I watched him cast a circle of light upon the stage, and step into that circle, and reveal the dreams and reveries of his heart. He seemed to dance in the eye of something mysterious and creative; with every gesture he embodied the child and the feminine.
When all the tiny hairs on your body stand on end. When a feeling of pure beauty overwhelms your body and soul. One can try and describe this feeling (like I am now), but it comes no where near to what it actually feels like.

I've only ever found one moment like this in my entire life so far. Just one.



- Nicholas B. Luke

Friday, October 16, 2009

Realisation.

Becoming more and more aware every day. Secrets, infatuations, truths.
This is all too trivial.

Nothing more to say.

- Nicholas B. Luke