oh_well nah....! settle in by tomorrow or so and then appear underlined in the 'jimmy' blathe. 011130 ... you can go your own way I can't help about the shape i'm in i can't sing i ain't pretty and my legs are thin 020319 ... josie what other way to be than happy? Aristotle says it's the ultimate goal. I'm not preaching to you here, but i really see no point in anything else especially if it causes you greif. I'm not green, i'm happy for you. I'm not weary, i'm bounding withing these walls. I'm not suspended, i'm given the momentum to dance. Sad you're not here, sad that fate chose for you what it did, sad it isn't me .... ...but it still IS me :) It always will be and this magnificence couldn't feel better. Thank you. 020822 ... nah....! ....or just blathe again under that post after making the new blathe. eep 020905 ... Ahmad i often think this. what does that say about me? i often say this as i sigh. what does that say about me? i often typ this when thers a gap. what does that say about me? o well. 020918 ... starjewel I was looking at the sky An endless band of soft pink Just trying not to cry, I was trying not to think. I was looking at it changing From the soft pink to a hard blue All the colors were rearranging Just like my thoughts of you I was looking, back and forth As they mixed, with lines so amibigious The colors they faded, east to south, west to north... I was thinking of me and you and us I was looking as dusk slowly fell I knew you were long gone But yet somehow I could tell That the sun would be back with the dawn. But you, you just wont be. You're gone. Oh Well. 040202 ... a very very old fleetwood mac song when i talk to god you know he understands he says "stick by me and i'll be your guide hand - but don't ask me what i think of you i might not give the answer that you want me to" oh well 040202 ... Lick Crash head on into the light standard. 040214 ... Lila Pause (having a Dr Suess moment) "Oh_well" is what you say... at the end the day, when somebody's chewing_gum gets stuck to your sleigh, When you failed 101, and now you've failed 102. When your dreams go up_in_smoke, and your house does too! (ha ha) When the reporter comes to ask you: Just how_does_it_feel? Now that you live in an automobile... What else can you tell her? What else can you yell... (What else can you whisper?) It must be "Oh well!" 040803 ... mon uow nevermind 050414 ... phil I'm suprised I haven't written here yet. Maybe what I have to say is too hard too write, I didn't want to waste this moment. The same is true for other words. I expect to see my name written here, and in big letters "THE END IS COMING!" but these emotions, rage and giving up and drifitng off in a tight little ball through the black veil of dreams like that, don't come to me easily. I find the expression to have an overwhelming sense of satisfaction in the act of complete failure. Being able to say Oh Well is what has kept me going. I know I fucked up, I'm dying, the world is a turning ball of shit. But it might be turning out. I just say Oh Well. Not "fuck it!" or "hey! lookat me .09-09!" I just let it go and hope it resurfaces later when I am more able to deal with my problems. When they stop compounding. Morale bankruptcy. If I could fight, if I could die trying. But the fight and the death and the action come down to this. Oh Well, I am stuck here, trying, failing, but trying not to fail, but having no where else to go but down. Sifting slowly downward, slowly, hoping, in agony to be discovered. All the hatred, let it go. All the issues, let them go too. My angst my reasoning, my development. All someone else's hopes and dreams. Let them dream, hopefully some day those dreams will come and pick me up by my shoulders and carry into some hidden valley. Telling the truth but no one's listening. Edit: Rage and resignation, drifitng off in a tight little ball through the black veil of dreams like that. The expression "satisfaction in failing". "Oh well" is what has kept me going. I'm ruined, I'm dying, the world is a turning ball of shit. But it might be turning out alright. I just let go and hope to resurface later. If I could fight, if I could die trying, but I am stuck here having no where else to go but down. Sifting slowly downward, slowly, hoping to be discovered. All the hatred, let it go. All the issues, let them go too. My angst my reasoning. All someone else's hopes and dreams. Let him dream, hopefully some day those dreams will come and pick me up by my shoulders and carry into some hidden valley. 050425 ... andru235 so what 050824 what's it to you? who go blather from