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.: Tuesday, February 03, 2004 :.
currently listening to: Presidents of the USA -- Tiki Lounge God
The rock in the corner is staring at me again, sizing me up. Its dicerning face has become something of which I'm accustomed to, and it scares me. Such things of cold and constant play games with my mind, poking then quickly sitting back to observe the reaction they've instigated. It's an uneasy sort of flow when you just let things go, take a step out from yourself and watch along with the rest. What you see of course, may not be the same as what another would, but what you see is all you physically can, and while you can acknowledge that their may be contrasts to that which you perceive, ultimately your biast towards yourse;f. As you should be, its not your fault after all, survival is a basic instinct, and in order to survive you have to look out for yourself.
You may even come to think of human intelligence as some sort of a curse on the world around us. Nature is a wonderfully self balanced, self maintaining thing, and humans are a wonderfully self falling, self destroying things.
Perhaps it's best not to think at all, as thoughts are the begginning of all problems anyway. In such a case maybe we're not so bad off after all.
.: Sunday, February 01, 2004 :.
currently listening to: Counting Crows -- A Long December
Somebody slow the world down, times going to fast. Where will you be tommorow?
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