you_have_chosen_your_life Doar seems a little sick to me now. . 101006 ... unhinged it's your job to wipe the dirty_mirrors clean (if you don't want my help, quit asking for it) 101012 ... phil Nobody chooses to be alive. 101012 ... unhinged but we do choose to be alive reincarnation the_day_you_died 101014 ... Phil You think maybe we did, but not knowing about it raises my suspicions. 101015 ... ergo and now you have the opportunity to choose from our wonderful selection of life enhancing accessories. 101015 ... h|s|g haha!! you should do funny more often. 101015 ... ergo I have an inkling that I have chosen my life, but I feel life happening to me. Perhaps I have an eye open for funny, but not a conscious I. I don't do funny,funny does me, it strikes me funny. It's a fickle facet of my life. 101016 ... lostgirl and likewise perhaps we create the random issues we face to keep our individual game interesting? if that's the case, my 'create' should take a nap. 101016 ... ergo "create the random"... Creating is what we do. When exhausted create peace Life is more entertaining than any story about it. 101016 ... phil In the story there are pages with us, and many pages, but never together. Always in dreams. Written on the first page, you don't see dreams, you just see us together. Turn the page and I am crying, alone. Turning back you read it again, this time as a dream. You see the story of a man, not in control. The car takes him somewhere, he is not in control of his shoes. His actions are like tested things. A boy, underneath the branches of a tree, trying to reach the branches. By the end of the book it is too late. The store is closed, the tree is too short, the car is dead. But he is a man, with dreams he can reach, and no part of the little boy's story is ever resolved. 101016 ... In_Bloom "You have chosen your life" Is that a threat? I do have to ponder just what it all costs. The future I dreamed of and thought was not only attainable but also "good", Somehow it is ridiculous and sick now to the point I often hate myself. The question now is, "Is what's salvagable bearable?" Hmnn 101017 what's it to you? who go blather from