| 5/21/2004 01:07:00 AM |
[ an extraordinarily impatient buddha ]
hehe, hehe, it's pretty weird to read all the old stuff i wrote back when i first realized (how much). all the images and symbols and magic are as crystal clear to me as they were when i wrote them (which may not be very much). all that stuff which i can barely keep in my head at one time, but which is terribly beautiful in any light. as much head/heartache as writing sometimes causes me, i'm really glad i wrote it all down because it's really all i have. my own world where the things that don't make sense get put together. when you organize all the things that don't make sense patterns emerge and rain falls again to wash everything clean.
and i get to fly tomorroooow!!! *dances like a flyin' foo'... then passes out* |
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