the_absence_of_the_soul Doar Spinning in distant air, When my own questions appear, In even the strangeness, In the colours I see. The dreams keeping me in sleep, Drowning in my own early heaven, And still the black box, Ever tracking each day. Each caress from you, Each day arrives too late, And each dawning I love you, The sunset leaves me aching. . 080207 ... Lemon_Soda YES. 080208 ... LEMON SODA RESPONDING CHECK 081110 ... They call me Truth has become apparent through our dealings with one another...I no longer can live in such a shallow way 081110 ... They call me Truth We do not realize...everyday...just how much beautiful mystery there is to life. Just the fact that we are here is a strange and unique occurrence. We are amidst a whole universe of the unknown and we have only scratched the surface of discovery and potential. My soul has made me appreciate all of this...even if some of it is bullshit. I rather live deeply than be another shallow pond drying up in the desert. Our life has meaning by what we do with it. 081226 what's it to you? who go blather from