Just a Change of Seasons

In a clearing, there's a Jacaranda tree standing alone.

The foundations for a house are being laid around it now. A well is being dug in what will be a lawn in the years to come. Red bricks are lying neatly in stacks.
People are going here and there.
The Jacaranda tree is standing silently: watching. It is mesmerized.
That was Winter.
Now it is spring. Purple flowers carpet what will be a driveway a year from now. A truck unloads sacks of cement.
The flowers are running here and there in the silent breeze. As evening approaches, the men leave and a lone light goes on.
Carcasses of Jacaranda flowers are floating in the well.
Many years have passed. The driveway is red tiles that look nice in the sun.
The well is gone. There is a fountain in the corner, where there is a miniature bridge surrounded by cacti. Empty deck chairs are casting silhouettes in the moonlight.
Leaves and dead bougainvillaea bracts are littering the slightly golden lawn. Soft, white mattresses are being trundled out of the house. The sweeper is trying to sweep all that he can but autumn won't let the lawn clean.
Women are left standing in the lobby. The men are moving out of the gate, past the soft, white mattresses, past the Jacaranda tree.

Only the Jacaranda tree knows that it is just a change of seasons.

Trying Not to Be Earnest OR The Importance of Not Being Earnest

I have decided. Now I just have to stick with it. :D

I'll try to be funny. Yes, I will try. Or I'll "Just Do It"... I have been accused of not being funny, of being arrogant (an accusation that stems from the first) because I only smile (with a slight twist of the mouth, which makes me look horrible, apparently) and that I never say anything. How can I make people understand that I have nothing to say?

I have nothing funny, intelligent or remotely interesting to say. I love to listen but no one believes that. I say, why would you but you better! Or else you'd also think I was proud and arrogant (the question arises: why would I be that for, but that's for another time), which doesn't really matter this way or that but still...

The main point was about trying to be funny so I've decided that I'll use my MSN Spaces spacethingamajig for posting whatever funniness enters this head of mine, if ever!

Do you have to let it linger?

She told me to just let it go.

It's not that easy.

Especially when you're holding onto nothing.

I have been wondering lately. If everyone's the same, then does it matter whom you're with?

Sooner or later, everything will end. At least in this world. To finally have found the answer to that question that I asked many years back, is unsettling.

Is there any redemption?

There's none.

And when I look at my life, I know there won't be any in the next either. There's none for the fallen. Will people think about the woman she was? Will they? Will someone sigh, will someone try to wipe off their tears when they think about her?

Colorado lawmaker: U.S. could �take out� Mecca - Politics - MSNBC.com

Colorado lawmaker: U.S. could �take out� Mecca - Politics - MSNBC.com

Wow! Now that's what I call freedom of speech and nice thoughts. That's really how we should make friends.

Shame.