Sobbing Booth

if i scream, i wont stop. if i cry my tears are bound to change blood. if i think, it is certain i would loose my mind.

i cannot express my feelings in a way that will suggest sanity because the very things that lead me to these thoughts defy reason.

why are we here, how did we get here? how and why would i move from this insurmountable place of pain.

i dont know what life means, i never have to be honest but now more than ever i am baffled. why them?

why did you take my star, shake it all about till you thought it lost its shine and then when you found out it couldnt be done, you killed it.

now i dont know what should be, how or why. can i scream? will it bring them back? will the sound of my screams make you realise that shattered, confused, bent, broken and battered and worst of all disillusioned.

what would i do with faith right now, what would i do with prayer? to who do i pray? it is not death alone i fear, i fear loss. i fear than i am not built to understand it. to withstand it.

its amazing that life moves on, in the same second that life is lost. no pause, no respect. no acknowledgement of what has been lost, how the world will never be the same.

i do not know how to do this but i must

Apparently....there are many of us that consider ourselves the same

Will the real Wondering Nomad please stand up!

Imagine me, calmly avoiding my very important work which i have to hand over tomorrow...and browsing on my newly connected internet. Casually i typed in w-o-n-d-e-r...u know the rest...only to be visually assulted by 2 blogs that are not written by yours truly!

what is it about human beings that makes us have the same ideas, thoughts, emotions, trials and tribulations over and over again despite race, creed or gender!?

I mean c'mon! what are the odds that a "greek-american" and a "british-nigerian" decided within the same decade to use the same pun to aptly name their blogs?! sigh, just wondering out loud.

Anyhoo, i must return to the outter realm and hopefully it will be to attend to the ever pressing work before the morning...

ever wondering...
WN