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I AM TIMI

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Dublin Assymetry

There’s a sense of adventure that comes with a day and a night in Dublin town.

There’s a sense of space, but no sense of time.

There’s a distinct aroma to every district.

There’s a distinct personality to every borough.

There’s a sense that nothing fits, while everything does.

It’s difficult to explain, but easy to feel.

Move down from China town to Capel Street.

Sail over from College Green to Grand Canal Dock.

Slide through Smithfield to the Liberties.

It’s all different.

It’s all perfectly different and it just works.

Dublin has no real gridded streets.

The assymetry adds a sense of adventure.

Our assymetry is what make us beautiful.

I am Timi 

     

Broken

One day.

You’re at your highest point.

One day.

Nothing can go wrong.

One day.

The world is yours.

One day.

It’s gone.

One day.

The world will break you.

One day.

Everything will go wrong.

One day.

You can’t get any lower.

One day.

You’re broken.

You’re shattered.

You’re crushed.

You’re annihilated.

Always remember.

There is always another day.

One day.

You will be put back together.

Stronger.

One day.

I am Timi

Excess

We take.

We take.

We just keep taking.

There are no consequences.

There is only now.

There is only the how many.

There is only the how quickly.

Nothing is enough.

ENOUGH!

We cannot keep taking.

We must give.

We must give.

I am Timi

Moving

We’ve  all got somewhere to be.

We’ve gotta move.

We’ve all got to get there soon.

We’ve gotta move.

We’ve all got to get there somehow.

We’ve gotta move.

We’ve all got to keep moving.

We’ve gotta move.

A trip to work.

A trip to lunch.

A trip to friends.

A trip back home.

We’ve gotta move.

I am Timi

   

   

Crossed

It is inevitable.

Our paths will cross.

Somehow.

Someday.

Someway.

Our paths will cross.

It is inevitable.

However long.

However fleeting.

However inconsequential.

That meeting may be.

It is inevitable.

Our paths will cross.

Our paths have crossed.

Maybe.

Already.

Will you say hello?

Will our paths cross again?

I am Timi

Feet; Streets

My feet.

Walk me down my city’s streets.

The city streets guide my pondering feet.

I find myself roaming Dublin city at night.

Nowhere to go in particular.

I follow the streets.

They guide my feet.

I’m led down streets unknown.

My path as yet untold.

As I reach a new juncture.

I sense new adventure.

Where countless feet meet.

My feet.

Walk me down my city’s streets.

I am Timi

  

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