deserted_blather CheapVodka SO long ago you were all here Then after a while we all went away Spread across the earth like sand Sand? whatever... SilentBob...you are still a sexy bitch 031007 ... endless desire i hate when people leave. and i hate falling in love with pages of missing people. . . reading a book full of holes. 031008 ... blah-ze the swathe of mystery that surrounds blather makes it more than it is. the writers write for whatever reason, the readers, seeing those who leave, cling to their avatistic sancity, and see them as more then themselves. maybe they hang in shadows reading what is written now, in the same way. i for one was overawed by the stuff already here. i can only hope to read the messages of writers lost, and bring retired feeling in those words to being. 031009 ... Death of a Rose blather is only deserted, when we are vacant from it. In another sense, blatherville can never be deserted, for we are all stopping in from our houses to chat & scream. 031012 ... meta meta 060313 ... marked . 060321 what's it to you? who go blather from