night musings...

...you know those kind of people who use a lot of exclamation points when they write something about themselves, but you just can't picture them in real life actually saying anything that would necessitate an exclamation point?

...through the generations, people still cirlce the wagons in social settings completly unaware of the glaring the backs make at those on the outside...

...the similarities with me, chuck klosterman, and lloyd dobbler are ludicriss...

you see the present,
a stadium full of fire,
life gleaming for the now
I see a stadium full of fire
set out to the ocean,
for a viking funeral

never ending comings-and-goings,
perpetual motion
is quite possible
when realized it's not things
but people.

In Time

If the fount be too shallow
If the shadows be too ominous
let the light, the rays of hope
fill all the extremities...

of chasms and cliffs
castles and quicksand
neptune and neckties
we wonder what happened
to the steady drum of former vision
blurred by the sun, or even night for that matter

another beginning of something

somewhere, deep deep in space;
time and space become fast friends.

the sickness..

i've been sick for over two days now, and i'm wondering how much more news i could possibly watch, how much more national geographic specials on bears in alaska i can intake, and how much more sitting, dreaming, sleeping, wondering one person should be allowed to have. There's a certain element of freedom in being sick, 'cause there's so much time to do whatever, and yet you don't feel like doing much but the aforementioned. Science Fiction dreams, interstellar naps, snow is melting in the backyard.........

i've had this "blog" for years now, and just put up a picture.....(i think i used to have one up of harrison ford in blade runner, back when the blog was tentatively titled "think and Save" a bad referrence to a bad idea store.

hearts and cough syrup induced dreams.