Knowledge is a dangerous commodty... and even moreso when paired with a need for it...
I hate the addiction... Almost as much as the precognition that it feeds.
I do see the road you travel, even when you proclaim to be sitting on a mountaintop just enjoying the view... I see you dancing in the valley, rolling in the loam. I see the flowers you surround yourself with... in a garden I am not welcome, nor do I apparently belong.
I feel the thorns of my own garden and weep tears for the blood they yearn to taste...
Tuesday, December 4, 2012
Friday, October 26, 2012
Nearing the End of 2012...
Wow! It's been a while since I've been here... Here it is, the tail end of 2012!
Well, I hope to start afresh... so much has happened...
Happy to be back!
Thursday, December 10, 2009
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