Tuesday, October 14, 2008

Rage

I don't know why (or maybe I do) but these phrases have been ringing in my head lately.

Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.


aaahhhh. I think I need a shrink.

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5 comments:

  1. yankaOctober 16, 2008 at 8:35 AM

    I love this poem.

    But you know, it makes me think, doesn't the light eventually die anyway, no matter how much we rage?

    Okay erase that. I love this poem.

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  2. vickiOctober 16, 2008 at 7:42 PM

    I think it depends on what your light is. And I would like to think that you have, at least, half to do with keeping it shining.

    What do you think? =)

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  3. yankaOctober 16, 2008 at 9:16 PM

    Yeah, you're right. I guess I'm in one of those moods. :P

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  4. Mai da PaypayOctober 21, 2008 at 6:34 PM

    i miss lit class. sigh.

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  5. vickiOctober 21, 2008 at 6:55 PM

    I miss class. With me as a student. Any class. Ok, except Math. And Filipino. hehe.

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