ask_me_why a chaotic gift to idealism ask me why I put myself in the flames of 2 gallons of black powder, lit by my own hands, fully aware of the consequences. Ask me why I have never told the truth about it. Ask me why anything. 050622 ... you know when will you REALLY tell the truth. and why do you pretend like you do, or will? 050622 ... pete kyree, why do the star shine, is it because they're fire flies stuck in the darkish blue stuff or because they're giant balls of gas burning thousands of light years away? 050622 ... a chaotic gift to idealism I will REALLY tell the truth when i find someone who can be trusted with it. when i find someone who cares to know it. I pretend to tell the truth because people pretend they care, they pretend they can be trusted with it. But, the truth is... they can not be trusted with it nor do they really care so, i play along. I told the truth to someone once not but a couple weeks ago. I believed she cared and that can be trusted. I still believe this. and, just because i believe that cotton candy filled monkeys with golden fleece for hair and mud for wings can fly out of my arse at any moment, does not mean i have any doubt in her. it doesnt mean that i do not feel invulnerable to all the ways that she can hurt me. why do you ask questions you do not care to hear the answer to? 050622 ... kyree It's because they're balls of fire burning up the black space. Falling from the landscape. EXPLODING in the face of God. *ahem* I think they shine... because people choose to see them. 050623 ... pete wow.. as i read that kyree i heard it at the same time (down by something corporate) *is swimming in liminal space* 050623 what's it to you? who go blather from