there is life

2001-09-17 @ 01:16

canary wharf, london:

glass and concrete towers, on a small scale stand proud in the heart of london's east end. banners proclaim links to the world trade centre's website. planes fly low overhead as the kids count the numbers of storeys. i feel nervous. imagine the horror of being trapped on the upper floors of such a building, seeing black smoke pouring from the metal wounds below you. suddenly the view doesn't seem so good...

as humans, we constantly strive to better ourselves, and each other. how many people have to die before we realise that there is so much more to gain than power and money and death. there is life.

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i feel so alone. i am smothered by a dark fog that pervades every cell, inside, outside, i fear it is contagious. it slows my pulse and burdens my limbs. i cannot see the light ahead and the moon is out of reach.

reading: kissing the witch by emma donahue

hearing: linkin park

wanting: peace and daylight

fearing: the long night