* The ancestor of every action is a thought.
Wednesday, November 21, 2007 __ *Measurements
When we were young,
We measured how fast we run,
How many coins we had,
How many times we would jump rope without falling...

But the older we get,
we start measuring things that are impossible to measure.

We start to measure how much a person loves us,
How much pain we are in after you lose someone,
How much money we have in our banking accounts,

How many things we need, we want, we think we desire.

I measure, I calculate and I check over and over again.
But what's the point?

What's the point of counting the stars in the sky?
What's the point comparing yourself to someone else?
What's the point of constantly measuring?

I learnt a couple of years ago,
that planning for your future is pointless.
It's in the hands of someone more powerful.
All you can do is believe.

If only, time wasn't a measurement.
If only, I could have things my way.
If only, I could escape.

Tell me
Linda Tran
23
*overly complex
*always making it happen
*forever a believer

Words of Wisdom
"I walked a mile with Pleasure;
She chatted all the way;
But left me none the wiser
For all she had to say.

I walked a mile with Sorrow,
And ne’er a word said she;
But, oh! The things I learned from her,
When sorrow walked with me."

-Robert Browning Hamilton