Month: November 2004

Here I am not,
This month of the year,
This time in the world,
When heredum is theredum,
And wheredum is boredom,
And when you just want to say:

Why did this whole world just decided to screw up?
What are we all gonna do?
Should we stand up and fight?
Should we sit and stay still?
Or are these just more of the same?

I think if we do,
Do something that’s fun,
It will make people realize,
That things should be taken,
Just a little more lightly,
And that we should look more,
At none other than others,
For help in this world,
For they may just want some of the same.
-Aaron E-J

Yet such is oft the course of deeds that move the

wheels of the world: small hands do them because they

must, while the eyes of the great are elsewhere.

-J.R.R. Tolkien

How can sleep actually come? Sleep is not an object, but a concept, a description of a state of being, and if not imposed on one’s self – sleep shall impose itself on you.
-Aaron E-J

I was siting one evening
When to my surprise
It suddenly started to pore

I was drenched in a second
I was soaked to the bone
But that’s not the worst of the tale

It was not that long
Till a foot did appear
Then a bottom and top
And a duck and some toys
Followed by soap and shampoo

Well I waited and waited for the bottom to move
When it did, I started to drain
What a relief it was for a day
Then the whole matter happened again
-Aaron E-J