Well , the sun does set, time heals and life goes on. I will not pat you on the back , first you must ; clean your glasses , use cue tips in your ears and wipe the steam off your mirror because until then you would not recognize my empathy. I cannot see the brightness of the sunset if I'm focused on the darkness of the night to come. So whiners I try to avoid you . I've been in that rut and everyday I fight to distance myself from a me-centered way of life.
Saturday, January 27, 2007
Thursday, January 18, 2007
Monday, January 15, 2007
Immortality
This was a great gift, couldn't wait to attach him to this pine and give him a name "Mister Tree". I imagine a few millennium from now some archaeologist will find him and deduce that we worshiped trees or that this was the image of one of our great leaders. So when I'm dead , long forgotten, dust , Mister Tree might have gained an odd sort of immortality. Yet Till then , I'll enjoy the children as they stare , point and giggle at Mister Tree. That is a part of my mortality , not remembered but enjoyed.
Saturday, January 13, 2007
Friday, January 12, 2007
Saturday, January 06, 2007
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