mortification ducky god, i could just walk off the face of the earth and never come back, right about now. god, i could just let out the most pained and torured scream, right about now. god, i could just erase the eyes and mouth of the face that read my most secret confession, right about now. you had no right, you had no permission, you had no reason to know how i felt about the matter. you have no idea how this is eating me alive everyday, you knowing how I felt. I pray for my scream to deafen you and drown out your voice, so that the intended party will never know how i so childishly felt at that time. 000810 ... ducky Well, the damage is done. I'm too late. My scream just wasn't loud enough, I guess. 000830 ... Will C that stuff is tight. but i feel it should just be backed up a little with some fact. What I me by backed up is with use of the scripture. The good book. That is the root of all truth and direction for me. Thank God. Thank the one and only. The only one capable from stopping uncle sam from pimpn' the nation as a whole. Superfly, dolomite had nothing on uncle sam. Uncle sugar rules the land and has all his hoes in line. Forgive me for my distraction but i got faith. Yup. yup. Proverbs 3. Marinate on that. BBQ for the brain 010906 ... silentbob No! You've gotta be kidding me! After everything i did, after everything i tried! he gets her and i don't! You're joking, you must be! no! no! No! am i not just as poetic as he? 010906 ... stork daddy Naked people standing over me, tearing off my clothes, a mortification of memories i don't own, but have since had rebuilt, a nude infant under the powerful hands of clothed sterile life givers and doctors, my mother naked on a loophole, my body purple and warm, father and strangers looking on. 020508 ... Photophobe the act of slowly moving geographically closer to mortdale, or spending too much time with your friend mortimer. 020509 ... stork daddy you leave my friend mortimer out of this 020509 what's it to you? who go blather from