doesn't_mean_anyone_knows_what_it_means the repeater unhinged but within all this 'for the sake of human beings' things get fucked up and we all fail to realize that. so god wrote a poem. just because you realize that doesn't mean you know what it means. it doesn't mean anyone knows what it means. it's just in a state of being. my key lime pie yogurt contains no pie crust and i just ate it with a fork hoping to change my perception of the green mucous looking substance. i watched you fall into the sidpa bardo and recited all the words over your dead body. but i was thinking somehow you couldn't hear me. and i tattooed the characters onto your dead body hoping they would catch you before you fell. fell back into another body with a new mother and a new fucked up adolesence and a new even more fucked up middle age. i loved you even in the bardo and hoped someday i would run into you again. god wrote that poem but i still don't understand it. the preacher couldn't change it into something human for my sake. it was beyond human; he almost reached nirvana...almost. 010819 010819 ... bill bixby almost... 020407 ... Death of a Rose oops, sorry, didn't mean to barge in. I'll just leave by way the kitchen exit. 031023 what's it to you? who go blather from