Sunday, February 13, 2011

Breaking Ties

It's nice to be freed from the bindings of love. Once you have tasted it, the memory is more than enough. It is better to be flying solo than pander to the whims of the duo, especially if the other half does not speak your language. I realized that even love is a play on the stage. And it is the curtain's call, without my knowing at first.

I am Xavier Harker through and through. JWA does not exist anymore. At least not to me.

Saturday, February 5, 2011

The Pledge

I pledge, to treat myself better, to indulge in the bacchanalia, to be drunk in the pleasures of the mind, to cater to the whims of the flesh, to forget what was the past, to look forward to the future, and to sleep in the pouring rain.