here_is_no_why daxle Sat there under the shower for so long I might have fell asleep. So I turned so it poured onto my head, then I leaned back so it poured over my breasts and down my belly. I had given up making my own tears. Delirious about existence. Life is and why did this happen and I know why and eventually another glacial period and why didn't I hold him and make him stop before it was too late. And now it's too late. It's always too late to change the past and useless to wonder why. There is no why. 020427 ... silentbob welcome to nowhere fast nothing here ever lasts 020427 ... Scarlet Photos living makes me sick so sick I wish I'd die 020428 ... pilgrim The reality of Love and life For me lies in the commitment In the forgiving of shortcomings Beliving beyond the Flaws. Fictional Romance while wonderful In its idealistic aims Rarely manifests itself in the day to day Sure it shines in the moment But Forgiveness and commitment Are what get me down the Long Haul God knows I need my share 020429 ... lulie Hardest thing in the world, keeping it all together. Something I haven't been able to do. 020429 ... pilgrim Zat so? My sympathy Lulie I never would have guessed 020430 ... chanaka i agree, lulie 020430 ... lulie Maybe next time. 020501 ... wicker man oh, but there is always a why. at least when it comes to human interactions. we are weird little animals with weird little motives. some grand, some petty. we may not like to acknowledge this but it stares us in the face every day like a crazed street person who is torn between begging for your spare change and volunteering his perspective on the truth of the universe for whomever can bear to hear it 020501 ... monkey up close everything looks like shit but zoom out a bit and suddenly the world is a different place... my advice (for what it is worth) don't look too closely at your own life... look at the world instead, it's a crazy mixed up place but where would you be if you weren't here ? 020501 ... wicker man hell, space, the republican convention, somewhere nasty like that 020501 ... once again passing out in the shower watch the lights spin into dark I wonder who will hear me when I fall tripping over my own two feet concrete rushing up to meet me I wonder who will catch me when I fall dizziness comes from too much spinning too many kisses, or too much you I wonder if you can bear to see me fall 041020 what's it to you? who go blather from