今天的我有点。。。

昨天的我们已消失在谷里
记忆中的你，摸糊静如雾
电话中的我，无声无叹息
今天的你早已远离去
明天的我将回到原地

某天的我依然走下去

On a totally just so you know basis.

Somehow, I really like the movie. Maybe it's the soundtrack. Maybe it's Yugo. Maybe it's New York City. Maybe it's the studio. Maybe it's the guitars. Maybe it's the chase and being chased. Maybe it's reaching the ultimate goal and saying, I've found what I'm looking for and it's not this. Maybe there are not one, but two token Asians. Maybe it's a lot of maybes. But I don't care. Say what you will, I like it.

The way you're moving in your sleep
The way you look before you leap
The strange illusions that you keep
You don't know but I'm noticing

I don't really know how that applies to me or whatever? I like it. Too.

A life less lived.

Aye, a spurious life. Non experimental. Status quo. Acceptable. Look at it with disdain, spur onwards to a life of possibilities, of taking chances, of seizing moments. Victory will be yours. But you must be ready for certain failure, heartaches, loneliness, and ridicule. And this day, choose you must. Laugh in the face of life's uncertainties and live on for it is a short life, this.

The pot of gold may be anything but. However, character, a colourful life, liberation and an unshakeable sense of having lived is yours to keep and no one can ever take that away from you. And this is why we should always be ready to toss a wrench into the gear works of life.

For the opposite is costly–a life commonly lived. Dull. Homogenious. Sterile. With enough regrets, you may end up walking about as a living dead. And what a waste that would be. So I urge you, friends, to live it well and by your own terms and if need be, within reason.

Two rules I will leave you with. The approach, by the balls. The thrust, to tear it a new one. Go forth.