The clear concious of mind
Aug. 5th, 2004 02:53 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
tsumikWhen does it start? When can I truly be free from all that haunts and grips me. When do I write with no regard to what others say and thing or attempt to resolve themselves into. Perhaps it's cause I feel the need to protect those who confide in me and those who confide in others.
I began the Vampire Chronicles this evening and something about it's written elegance stirs something not recently touched upon much. Aa half mixture of arrogance and a half mixture of determination to fill the shoes in which my heredity quells me to be. A longing to really understand my English and French nobility and what it truly means to be noble. Or the other side of me in it's asian foundation striving to find the beauty and honor in all instances right.
It's definitely a torrid battle of my eastern and western side. My western side wanting to do all things encompassing. To be the pioneer, envelope pusher, brazen and unabashed by convention and normalcy. Completely pulling ends in my eastern philosophy to strive for perfection in all that I do and to do so with such finesse and beauty not to ripple water.
... and I just got distracted and my mind frazzled of my thoughts.
Oh and we leech into the earlier morning hours yet again...
I began the Vampire Chronicles this evening and something about it's written elegance stirs something not recently touched upon much. Aa half mixture of arrogance and a half mixture of determination to fill the shoes in which my heredity quells me to be. A longing to really understand my English and French nobility and what it truly means to be noble. Or the other side of me in it's asian foundation striving to find the beauty and honor in all instances right.
It's definitely a torrid battle of my eastern and western side. My western side wanting to do all things encompassing. To be the pioneer, envelope pusher, brazen and unabashed by convention and normalcy. Completely pulling ends in my eastern philosophy to strive for perfection in all that I do and to do so with such finesse and beauty not to ripple water.
... and I just got distracted and my mind frazzled of my thoughts.
Oh and we leech into the earlier morning hours yet again...
