bigbuddha

ok, now a more intelligent and sober(ish) journal update from yours truley so here is some whitman i think is in order because this snow is starting to piss me off to no end

oN the beach at night alone,
As the old mother sways her to and fro singing her husky song,
As I watch the bright stars shining, I think a thought of the clef of the universes and of the future.

A vast similitude interlocks all,
All spheres, grown, ungrown, small, large, suns, moons, planets,
All distances of place however wide,
All distances of time, all inanimate forms,
All souls, all living bodies though they be ever so different, or in different worlds,
All gaseous, watery, vegetable, mineral processes, thfishes, the brutes,
All nations, colors, barbarisms, civilizations, languages,o

All identities that have existed or may exist on this globe, or any globe,
All lives and deaths, all of the past, present, future,
This vast similitude spans them, and always has spann'd,
And shall forever span them and compactly hold and enclose them.

peace love and thoughts of wamer weather
me
pass the tanning oil


p.s. this is bat country