mathematics

[drea]

I never was so good at mathematics.
I never thought it reasonable to make my world into a process
A summation of my reasons lies merely in my fingertips,
Carefully placed upon this paper to spell out my thoughts
But I always see you in the right light
I can always paint you in crimson,
Never just another statuesque escape,
Always, simply, the reason.
This landscape pictures you standing on the edge of a cliff, faltering
While I try to manipulate the wind
To force you to make a seat of the stones around your ankles.
It would be easier for you make a decision,
If you knew the difference between north and south.
Our direction cannot be predetermined,
No formula can spell out what lies ahead.
The wind may just wisk you into flight,
Where you'll be free to count the patterns of the stars.
I tried to measure my love in mathematics,
To try and make this sensible for you.
All I conveyed was a splattered tapestry,
My equations lost in the process.
This love, this mess,
This masterpiece.
You can create your equations, and still meld them with my words.
Add it up

 

[mealltach]

this is a really interesting piece. more people should read it; so bump i go!

 

[harraser]

i just dont know what of this to quote hun, so much of it is relevant to me. life and love, the two biggest headfucks around, but theyre such fun

 

[mealltach]

Originally posted by -Resque-:
More people have read it, but have no idea what to say.

sorry about that, i just didn't want to let something so cool go off the first page just yet.
this piece gets more beautiful everytime i read it.

 

[Doc_Rocksbay]

Algarythms of reason,
summations of self.
swallowed unknowingly
produce no known doubt
The proof of my thoughts,
watercolours faded by the sun.
The final integration,
space curves of life.
end destination lost in choas
inflections of slope
second derivative as true as the first