From All Directions
once you've heard it enough times, it start to become believable. how many times it takes i'm still not quite so sure. less than the number of licks it takes to get the the center of a tootsie pop i suspect. and does one's value decrease proportionally to the number of times you hear it or how much you think about it? when i know, i'll tell you.
it's thursday, so i get to hear it all again, but just as i began to focus on next week's silence, things zing in from other directions. a message called "Organazation Re-Alignment" (not my typo) containing plenty of shoosh hints in all caps. in the greater scheme of things it really doesn't matter, but it still pisses me the fuck off. time to re-evaluation yet another part of my life.
Wandering through the open path
believing in the dream that I see
For these long years I felt caged by their judgment
and harshness.
I broke free and fell into this fantasy dream.
Spider webs and butterflies
I prick my finger on the roses
But come to find
it was me who caused the pain.
-- H.E.S
Posted by ac at October 9, 2003 03:39 PM