stepped birdmad hiding his head in the sand across the doorway that divides perception from reality and became afraid that perhaps i am still no nearer to being free of my own shadow 010916 ... silentbob Stepped out the front door like a ghost into a fog where no one notices the contrast of white on white and in between the moon and you the angels get a better view... 010917 ... jinx@hotmail.com on and beaten blue-I still want to fight. I've not given up. My body will stand more than you can do to it, but I don't know about my heart. Be careful with it please. It's the only one I have, and it's already patched. 020324 ... jinx oops-my fingers have a habit of writing @hotmail.com after they type the word jinx... 020324 what's it to you? who go blather from