Moleskine Pages- Up and Down

The trajectory is ever the same.

Moleskine Pages - Teddy Beares Picnic

They danced with awkard rhythm to a tuneless noise. When they lived on cloud nine their rent was paid, food was solid gold and breathing was their last hope of survival.

Moleskine Pages- Ungrace, Disgrace

" On the day I was born, God had taken a day off. I was born in a state of ungrace...disgrace."

Moleskine Pages - We Rejoice In Our Freedom

"We come in a self contained unit with painted on sky. Exercise was running on the spot with a choice of speeds. We rejoice in our freedom. Was it a serenade? Or was it a threat? Heavenly music was an occupational hazard, but a celestial soundtrack can only be heard by the terminally sad. We were merely moderately bad."

Moleskine Pages - I Smell Feelings

Once he's acquired a taste for flesh, everyone else lost their zest for living. Their blood stopped circulating. He munched to the music of the house band and enjoyed the miasma of hopeless resignation.
Nobody realised they were all afraid.

Moleskine Diary pages Feb 2012 - Yamama

I do so much out of a sense of obligation, but do I have the right to resent that? What of those who are doing things for me out of the same sense of duty? Surely society would cease to exist if we all chose to do only that which is personally enriching and pleasurable?