Waiting for Godot.
2009 April 8
“Was I sleeping, while the others suffered? Am I sleeping now?
Tomorrow, when I wake, or think I do, what shall I say of today?
That with Estragon my friend, at this place, until the fall of night, I waited for Godot?
That Pozzo passed, with his carrier, and that he spoke to us? Probably. But in all that what truth will there be?
He’ll know nothing. He’ll tell me about the blows he received and I’ll give him a carrot. Astride of a grave and a difficult birth. Down in the hole, lingeringly, the grave-digger puts on the forceps.
We have time to grow old.
The air is full of our cries”
- Vladimir, Waiting for Godot.
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Hey Firdauz,
Reading this I thought about times in my life when I was waiting for my God(ot) too.. :) But that’s another story altogether,kan?
Hi baby, I heard you were looking for me…This is a valid email address but i forgot what my password is. Dang.
tak dapat tak dapat
sina : i’m glad u’ve found your god. i tumpang gembira ok! =)
Godot : lol, ok. yeah! was looking for you. u hilang mana =(
Myhorng : its a play, horny. i like arts and literature, i think i do =)