Thursday, May 17, 2007
Wednesday, May 09, 2007
The pillow, feels wonderful..
Gee whiz... I've been typing and scanning and drawing and talking and thinking and sleeping.. all the way home. To where is home? To where is the comfort you lie in every day? To where is the place you want to go? I ask myself. And anybody listening, being a mere citizen of any country or dignitary... what purpose have you toward this never ending race?
What on Earth propels you to do what you do? ... I ask and yet the answer is never heard, never spoken of and never scripted in any bibles of truth or clarity.. to which the future can base real thought on. the bible isn't real. To what do you owe this awesome opportunity to? The mere fact that at any moment you can meet your own individual god, in whatever form you see fit, in whatever the last breathes of your life seem happy to experiment with the thoughts of, "oh.. my... this is it?"
Keep your chin up, keep your head above water, meet the people you know with kindness, and never wager your soul for happiness.
I'm going to bed, goodnight everyone.

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