Monday, May 16, 2005

Tempus Fugit

The title of this post is exactly how I feel right now. Not enough hours in the day to do what I want to do.

Where does all the time go?
What happened?

Sometimes time slaps you in the face to remind you that you made a promise to yourself now get your arse moving. Sometimes I don't know where I'm going but I have to get moving.

I don't feel that I have an easy life. I beg to differ. I think I have to live up to a lot.
Is it easy to to live your life relying on nepotism?
Is it easy to be in someone's shadow?

Got a new Isamu Noguchi light from Kezu.

I quit smoking a few months ago, but I really need a ciggie now.


Pantani's 2nd Cousin said...

my grandfather used to say,

'to put things into context, look at the poor bastard who is in a deeper shit than u'


Time is a monster that cannot be reasoned with; it responds like a snail to our impatience, then it races like a gazelle when you can't catch your breath

implosion said...

Thanks Roadie.
Your grandfather sounds like a wise and cheeky man :)
Was that last quote by Kahlil Gibran?

Pantani's 2nd Cousin said...

it is a quote from a movie called simon birch

Sharizal said...

go on... indulge a little bit.. and go have a ciggie

i won't tell if you don't! ;)

implosion said...

roadie: Kahlil Gibran and the movie Simon Birch!!! How could I confuse the two?

sharizal: I'm already back on the carcinogen bandwagon. Blast & buggeration.........

Anonymous said...

Can you live up to GOD?

It sure ain't easy.

Smoke life and Breath fire.


implosion said...

Oooo-er. That a tad too fruity for my liking!

Anonymous said...

Not when its been tobaccofied.

implosion said...

OK- don't even know what that last statement even means. But I'm sure the author meant for it to be sharp and witty... It's probably just not obvious to anyone else, that's all. LOL....