talk is cheap
I've talked too much today.lush. plush. blush. mush. gush.
The Qua'ran has been translated so many times, and yet I wonder whether the muslims consider it sacreligious. VendingMachineTerrorist says he thinks only some of them are. I met him today, clutching a book on Mohammad, spelt Muhammed. He said Arabs don't use 'bin' anymore. That bin Laden for example is just a family name. Just like how some Indians now use surnames as well, surnames.
We were discussing Karen Armstrong- and then I found out her 'seminal work' is on Buddhism. Which means I'll simply have to read it.
I want to read more of Rumi. I want to buy Khalil Gibran's The Prophet.
I want to watch Russell Peters.
I want more time, and less procrastination. I want less hot nights. I want not to hear the empty sound of my own voice echoing in my head. I want not to type all this crap out because it's just me talking - online. But if I don't, then I'll simply talking to myself, in my head.
And so I keep talking.
Talk is cheap afterall.
posted by sway @ 9:30 PM
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