it_began_under_the_red sixteen It began under the red of a broken sun, bleeding onto the edge of vision, where blue usually collides with another shade of blue. It was a secret place within the spectrum of public sight... a sort of cement peninsula jutting into the ocean downtown in Kona, Hawaii-- a place people save up to visit and others (like me) save up to leave. Ideas were crashing into eachother; a frenzy of wonder and thought beginning between the two we weren't and in the middle of the one we were. She touches me -something she never does- smiles underneath our drugs, and we watch it end below us in the swell of black crashing at our feet and drifting towards empty points away from unity. 030826 ... oldephebe not a bad start (but then who am i? an arbiter of one -still though a nice start) 030826 ... User24 sometimes, blather looks like a website, upon my computer screen, flat words, on a flat screen, in a darkened room, at 8 o'clock in the morning. however, sometimes, the screen melts into nothing, and all I can see is an endless chasm of blue, falling away into eternity, with ancient wisdom carved upon it's sides, standing out for all who have eyes for it to see and, sometimes, all I can do is take a splinter of rock and carve my name into it, to be close to these words of wisdom, carved into the boundary of infinity, so, 'when i have fears', I know that my existence will continue in this azure utopia of thought. 030827 ... mon the influence of stars the_feeling_that i have been between unsure of everything 030827 ... Strideo and sometimes ferret_sees_red ... 030827 what's it to you? who go blather from