November 5, 2001

  • Where does time go? 


    So numerous are the un-named matters that have become cloaked by its disappearance. 


    The walls of the halls leading to the door of this living, breathing, wide-awake dreaming perception are wobbling and shuddering under the burden of all that's yet undone.


    So treasure every moment.


    Got a dream?  H-o-l-d----o-n----

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