you know that feeling you get when you think something, but you’re not sure, and then, suddenly, something happens that confirms it… but you didn’t really want it to be confirmed? well that’s the feeling i have at this moment.

powerful scrytched piece today, that speaks so well and touches so deeply that for a moment, i thought… but then i reminded myself… impossible. remember? poisoned arrows and disdain. remember? if you don’t, just touch the bandages. yes. i remember. and no, you’re right. impossible. admitted. accepted. all the same, even if a different voice, still, a beautiful piece. as much as i intend to use it, for now, i can only light a candle and set it gently before it… here… and then, leave it a time. until i can bear to read it again.

obligatory entry here, not a lot to say today.

scrytch’d poem in similar vein and theme to one posted by mobiusghost 12-12-06. perhaps even for the same reasons. perhaps.

Spontaneity is being present in the present. Spontaneity by-passes the processes of the conceptual (aspect of) mind. Re-integration with Nature, which we are, is the recovery of spontaneity. – Why Lazurus Laughed by Wei Wu Wei

i preface this by saying that i am not, usually, a materialistic or mercenary person.

and the words aren’t mine, but boy, they fit so many things that are floating through my head. for me, for you, for him too.

i can hardly believe this year is almost over. honestly, they seem to go quicker than they used to… only yesterday, i was driving ‘home’ from new jersey. only yesterday, i found my ‘dream job’ as a writer for a game company. only yesterday, i was unexpectedly laid off from that dream job. only yesterday, i met an amazing person in a virtual world and for the first time in almost 15 years, felt alive again. only yesterday, i found a purpose that crossed both real and virtual worlds and brought me into contact with a blessed thing. only yesterday, […]

it is raining so hard that i cannot see outside the window.