others me? -> typhoid the arms of all my others seem to be lost over these connections and wires in little shadow fragments occasionally responding (not often enough!) like a ping in the wind... 991224 ... lokkust i saw their shadows on the grass of the last moonlit night of my youth. and i knew it belonged to those who had always smiled every time i looked, but the minute i closed my eyes they entered my dreams and produced the nightmares that haunt me still to this day . the others 000212 ... xenon they talk of us. they wisper words. of joulousy. of hate. we go on. whispering words. of love. 010626 what's it to you? who go blather from