Existing In Ignorance Gives Bliss?

Years ago,
i remember writing about this.
wow. i can barely believe its been years.
but that it has.
this topic does come up often indeed
tho.. dont we all want to be happy?
but in the very end does happy equate to bliss?

time passes
and a big question would be
would be whether or not
you ever awake from this ignorance?
like being silly is smart
and being smart is silly
the same applies to ignorance
those ignorant claim to be wise
and those wise claim to be ignorant
tho not in those exact works mind you.
so it makese sense.
but what happens after this awakening?
as people grow
they learn and change
we are dynamic
and with every moment
we realise something else
do we not regret?
for the time wasted
or the time not truly cherished

does it therefore mean that
to some that regret is inevitible?
is it ever possible to live life
to the extent that you'll never regret?
for every moment you could reflect
in our greediness
we can think of ever moment we could have better spent
for the people we could have cherished
the time we could have better used

and looking at myself
and all the words here
i do realise that yeah
i am of pretty much all words and no action
or...
there may be things behind what i see..
or beyond what anyone could see
it seems as if it were a nett zero action
but all things need time

uh...
headachey

nite then
-Del

I Feel...?

I feel...?

previously writing a post on emot-icons..
but.. deleted it coz it was only 3 lines long
of which each line is about 3-5 words so yeah
i couldnt remember it anymore

however...
seeing it reminded me of a website my friend showed me.

www.wefeelfine.org

an online study which gathers information from blogs globally
and categorises them into the weather, gender, age group and how they feel at that moment

just reminds you that once again.. you're not alone, no?

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Looking at the title,
i thought. why not finish and publish anyways?
the title pretty much summarises me atm.
sometimes (like right now)
as much as you'd like to express something
just nothing comes
no rambles
no sentences
no words
no sounds
nothing.

and to describe it? even harder.
its like a moving emptiness
but does that make sense?
how could there be movement in the absence of presence?
to waiver and to sway
but to feel just as hollow
the boundaries maybe?

smooth white lines in the darkness
swaying in their enchanted dance
slowly curving and meandering
like the waters of a creek
making their way through
but where are they going?
not up but down...
down down down
as if there is no end
like there is no cut off

so is there another dark screen?
one which blocks my view?
or is it my view that narrows my sight?

its as if i want to peer forwards in time
through the continuum but..
no not now. i dont want to lose my current time
dont go.
not yet.
i havent stopped to take in this moment
why rush? i need this time.
but to the future i'm scared.
don't we all fear the unknown?

i should be doing this
for that i'm sure
i should be studying
but i feel...
i feel..
i feel as tho its too far away to stress over
that it should never come
but every morning
i wake in shock.
trying to figure which day it is
if my day's gone by
if ive missed the chance
ive said before my days bleed in
one goes on to antoher
like flashes in a dream

hmm..
so shall it be back to study?
-Del