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"Broken Wings"

I desire to hope for nothing.

I desire to believe in nothing.

I desire the fear of nothing.


"I desire to be free..."

Comments

take'a'leap said…
"....in the beginning something must have come from nothing"(a quote from sophies world)this quest to find everything in nothing is i think the elixir of a hopeful life...
Sunday, 24 June, 2007
Parul said…
great..
then im not too lost im guessing...!!!

thanks..
Monday, 25 June, 2007
sanyukta said…
i agree with take 'a' leap there...hope, belief, and even fear cannot be lost in nothing...for nothing...even a void...evn the sense of zero...is something... :)
Tuesday, 26 June, 2007
Parul said…
i guess its just this politics of creating,fighting n creating an image in mind of the things that are not there simply..
that is why perhaps they are desired...only desired.

freedom is desired..
freedom is un-achievable..in the pure sense...
Tuesday, 26 June, 2007
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