Halvorsen Passacaglia

That is my first and ever-lasting impression.

A flow of time of a couple, they live happily and peacefully in a green and out-fashion village.
I can see them labor, farm a common lives.
A cold breeze of harsh winter, do I hear sound of horses, chasing each other.
A disrupted occurrence, and they have to face an event that might change their whole lives.
And there is a way to escape all of these thing, run away, from here, the place they were born and supposed to be buried.
A quick pack up for the early morning run-away. Nothing much but a few item which is passed down from generations, so long that they are forgotten.
By the time the enforcers arrive, the house is left empty. But the "criminals" are not forgiven and will be hunted down.
I hear horses chasing each other on the muddy road, through the forest.
They run, run, and run. They are out of breath, look out for a cave, a tree, anything can cover for them.
The story is rumored through all creatures of the forest and seemingly the couple is loved, the feeling is shared.
The army pass by, two hearts race... They beats so hard that its echo might be heard from miles away, but somehow, the army is too busy to listen, and another rabbits get loosen.

A friend I have never talked to

Not really a friend for those who reflect on strict definition.
Not really never talk to but all the time we converse were all about a certain person. Not about ourselves.

But I know that I want to make her my friend. As her eyes project the same space that I was residing. Maybe not totally the same, but definitely intersect a part or two. The space is named Loneliness.

We were surrounded with acquaintances and strangers. We spoke and laugh, carried on the normal life as the rest of the world. But deep inside were our souls are screaming: "I used to love ! I used to love !" and crying "Come to me, just like a dream, and rescue me"

"I have finally seen the light"
"I have finally seen the end"
"I have finally realized"
"I'm not expecting you to care"

ColdPlay and the Paralympic Game

This give me ... just a total different perspective.
Doing Coldplay plants some deep thought into my mind, as usual.
Keep my insight busy with imagination of neko-chan.
And how I've ever had a chance to enjoy all of these moments.

I used to live...
I used to love...
Come to me, just like a dream, and please rescue me
From my own madness.