Monday, August 23, 2004

sudden, inexplicable bursts

Muse and abuse any standard passerby for hopes of bringing a realization to the world that not all things are as they seem - laser beam your deepest desires onto the wall of hope, that is to say that someday your dreams may become the most brutal reality and your current reality a distant dream of the past, a thought that will last until your dying day, at which time you will lay in not-so-solitary stillness and think of a time when you were young, and in love, and possessing a stark willingness to lay it all out for the greater good of those would-be geniuses surrounding your every-day realness...

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