remote_viewing birdmad see the world see the world see the world the charmed lives the cursed the spectrum of what lies between walk down the streets and read people's minds through their body_language and their expressions crazy man walking down the street, wild_eyed talking to himself he is not merely an open book, he is a tattered spiral-bound written on by many hands, the lines cramped and running together, the words poured out and spilling from the margins old woman silently speaking volumes in the weathered lines of her face, careworn but smiling. Likely when time claims her, she will leave with no substantial regrets. curious infant on the bus in her mother's lap, laughing, babbling, fussing... a blank page, an unformed narrative. still more concept than action Her mother- young, pretty but stressed and tired, downcast eyes speak of unexpressed regrets, a momentary resentment if not of her child then of the night that conceived her, eyes darting restlessly, relentlessly. A plot twist early in her story I ponder my own reflection in the mirrored glass of the office building where i work. an improbable story woven from small triumphs and massive failures...story of a mostly unremarkable man who survives largely in spite of his more foolish tendencies, mostly living quietly but occasionally swept up in some bizarre adventure, reminiscing not on some non-existent or overly romanticized youthful glory, but on wasted opportunities, of moments lost to fear, timidity and trepidation, a mind forever wrapped in a game of "what if" 101124 ... lostgirl is lost loves this. everyone has their supposed story. their outward existence. what others see. or possibly what we want others to see. everyone has what ifs, what might have beens. step into my novel and live the story i write for you. let me enter your dreams...i can play the part you imagine. there is so much more that what lies upon the surface... to limit the imagination is a crime. to believe in limiting dimension is another. we are so much more than we know. awareness_is_paramount but yet... reality_is_relative 101124 ... Doar I still hold the line although that line may be viewed with a bifocal lense. Hear you BMad. . 101124 what's it to you? who go blather from