Tuesday, October 30, 2007
I did not mean to bring the feelings of the barren and pointless land into our world like I last did. I read my last reading and found it to be unreadable. My worries are strong and they avnquished my moment. The pressures are building, and the building pressures me. The Monkey laughs and she […]
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
What it be! Why is it that some things are ok to change, but some things are not? Is it our need to have some sort of constant? Is it an admission of fault? Is it a denial of things left undone? I venture out into this new land and want to roam. I want […]
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
But a few things to keep in mind, you may feel lost in the fog. You will not know the voyage has begun until you create. You must first create. Once the creation has started the voyage will be obvious.
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
Let’s call the place for creation ‘Voyage’.
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
And she has monkey legs. She howls. And hangs from hairs of my nose. So I am the keeper of keys and monkeys and mondays, but only on Tuesdays, always on Tuesdays. Do not fear the barren and pointless land, it is all an illusion, the wizard told me so. Pumpkins keep time in the […]
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
I love the idea of titles, but you are right in your correctness… they are the way of the others. Maybe we have them only when we want them, they only mean something only when we want them too, they change constantly and they have to sound as pompous as those in the barren and […]
I wonder, do we want titles for ourselves in our new land, or does that seem contrary to the point. I just wonder. Titles can be fun, but they can also be heavy. And I do not want this to be heavy. Besides, what purpose would they serve, after all it is only you and […]
I was stewing about being rejected… after jumping through hoops and following direction… feeling it was more trouble than it was worth… and I stopped wanting to play. I wandered aimlessless… and slipped back into that alternate place I survive in. I hate that place. It’s barren and pointless and has no soul. But I […]
Our new land is still a little shakey, we have to watch where we tread. Some things have been lost. I hope that you have the means to help. I had to go back. I think you have to too, but not as far. There was nothing that could be done. In our organization, we […]
Saturday, October 27, 2007
I met a wirzard today. He was tall of hat, and purple of head. He spoke no words. I was out securing new communications for future work. We shared a carriage and left each other at different points. Why don’t they call, why don’t they look deeper. It is all the same and the same […]