| 3/05/2004 12:54:00 AM |
[ lightning eyes ]
aie, i feel so much like the troubled poet these days. i wonder if writer's block is ever really just writer's block or if everyone has these piercingly deep dilemmas of the soul. where ... koyaanisqatsi ... is tangible. i'm the happiest and the saddest i've ever been. i want to start going to churches. all of them. but i'm sure to shirk so you must must remind/coerce me. the foil is just far to shiny... which is not enigmatic at all. we've so little to do and so much time to do it! |
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