You ignored me.
I called to you
on that day so long ago.
"Please, please
Stay with me."
You couldn't hear me,
you didn't listen,
and walked on,
You left me.
I never said goodbye.
I never said goodbye,
You left me,
and walked on.
You didn't listen,
You couldn't hear me.
"Stay with me!
Please, please!"
On that day so long ago,
I called to you.
You ignored me.
This One Goes Out to All My Harry Potter Fans
13 years ago
16 comments:
Hm... for a while I was worried something was wrong. Good that you are letting your emotions flow, that is the key to every artist's perfection.
This seems a lot like the first mirror poem we ever read- last year, remember?- in that the speaker is being unwillingly separated from the "you" in the poem. ("I cried out to you- Daddy!")
See Bela, there are many benefits in dating a guy who appreciates your true artistry. You are apparently turning the key to perfection! :D
Maybe you should change the line to "On that day so long ago", for clarity purposes? But it's up to you, it reads fine without it.
Gina, personally I don't think that it is that hard to display something that is a finely tuned skill. It's like turning the engine in a '76 Corvette. It was there, all you had to do was give it a little nudge.
~A
P.S.~ I finished a book called "Looking For Alaska" by John Green today. It had one of the most interesting philosophy questions I have ever read. There is a quote by Alaska Young, the said "Alaska" in the title. She has a quote that reads
"How will I ever get out of this labyrinth?!". It coincides with Miles, the main character, because he loves to memorize people's last words, and this phrase was the last words of a poet. Anyway, it brought up an interesting question. If you could, would you get out of the labyrinth we call life, and go into the great beyond, not knowing what was out there? I have been pondering this question all day. I have to agree with one character in the book who goes by the alias "The Colonel".
"Yeah sure the labyrinth blows, but I would take it anyway."
The reason I would also take it too is because of the expectedness of it all. You know that there are hard choices to make in life (Turns in the labyrinth.), but you know that beyond the turn, there is another, until you find the exit. But if there was a turn that led directly to the exit, would you take it? Or would you prolong the time until you found the labyrinths end? Would you, to use a quote from the book, "Go straight and fast" or would you continue to wander through the labyrinth.
Now my answer may change as time goes on, but as of now, the labyrinth is confusing as hell, but if it weren't, than you couldn't be able to turn a corner and be happily surprised.
God I really should become a psychology major when I grow up. I am just too good at it. Anyway, thanks for reading, person who doesn't have ADD.
~Andrew Hunt.
You're quite welcome.
~Maria-Who-Does-Not-Suffer-From-Attention-Deficit-Disorder
Well then what would you do Maria?
Wow, an interesting conversation is going on here. Nice use of philosophy Andrew! And Gina, that's a great idea! I think I'll change it right now...
Okay, so I know Andrew wanted me to answer the question as well. So, I would probably continue to wander. After all, the labyrinth is a journey, as is life. And in life, if you take the easy way out of a bad situation, you never know what you might miss, the lessons that you might have learned. The same concept is applied here.
Andrew asked me what I would do about the labyrinth. So, my response is as follows (goodness, don't I sound like a pompous jerk!):
Well, first of all, I would look out for Pan. Even though he does help out the little Spanish girl, gigantic fauns kind of freak me out.
But seriously? Metaphorically speaking....
You say that you would keep going in the labyrinth because you are convinced there is an exit somewhere. I can only assume that this exit is death. Does that therefore mean that if I choose to escape the labyrinth I am committing suicide? Not a great option... but I don't think that this is what it means.
So would I escape? Yeah, maybe it's the "easy way out", but I've always been fascinated by "what's beyond". Being an atheist (please see Noah's excellent and highly controversial essay on the subject way back on the CWP blog) I'm sort of open to thinking about possibilities of death. When I was little I used to imagine what would happen if astronauts reached the "edges" of space, like the universe was all contained in a black prism, and they chiseled a hole in one of the sides and they looked through.
Okay, weird reverie over....
I honestly don't know. Put me in a labyrinth and I would try to find my way out, because labyrinths are made to be solved, and corn mazes are kind of fun.
Yeah... I commend anyone who has actually bothered to waste part of their life reading this very long explanation that didn't end in a conclusive anwer.
If I was in a labyrinth, I would find some way to climb onto the top of the walls and look over the edge to see what was outside.
This made me think of the Terry Schiavo incident a couple years ago. If you remember, this woman had been in a persistent vegative state for a long while and she wasn't getting any better. Her husband wanted to just let her go and be at peace but her family insisted on keeping her on life support. I think it was absolutely hideous how this case was so blatantly devoured across the country and became a national media circus.
Anyway, I thought about it as I read your comment again, and I thought about how, in essence, her family was dragging her around the labyrinth after she had already put her feet out of the exit. This is somehow morbidly humorous to me, but you might think otherwise...
Actually, Maria, you sound British.
An interesting pint of view, though. And you and Gina called ME depressed!
Gina - Didn't they say that the walls were completely smoothed and flat, so there was no way to climb over?
Um...I will choose to not comment on that little incident you described for reasons that are quite obvious.
A mere technicality.
Of course.
In that comment where you described Maria's cyber-accent you sounded Irish, actually: "That's an interesting pint of view," you said.
WITTY, WITTY, WITTY. Pour me a glass of creative juice, why don't you?
(I meant point :) )
I believe you will find a full carton of Creative Juice enclosed in your CWP booklet for the 2008 summer.
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