dont_let_me_fade_away mahayana trapped in the atmospheric haze of conclusion. fateful seconds to say hello - harrowing days to say goodbye. i no longer can see you. dust, smoke, and other dry particles obscure clarity. classifications: fog, mist, smoke dust, sand, and snow :of horizontal obscuration you are here, yet distant, nothing else makes the earth between us seem so spacious. not even airy & breathy overtones. dense atmosphere prevents penetration. as feelings of purest intent are seen via yellow filters in the hours of a meeting and the days of farewell. i refuse to become colorless. please don't let me fade. 090212 ... not found All the good things seem to fade away. 090213 ... unhinged not true the light of my love for you burns so bright it hurts to sacrifice parts of myself to keep the light burning 090213 what's it to you? who go blather from