"And now, the end is near; and so I face the final curtain..."
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah..."
Okay... so I DON'T remember the rest of the lyrics to this song... sorry!
I lame.
Me know.
...
Lots and lots and fucking LOTS of intense life change of late...
Too much and some too personal to address in this venue...
I am not particularily talkative right now... more contemplative and thoughtful.
Yes.
I am.
It's a good thing. I need that right now.
I move to Vancouver in March. I am excited. Tiamat will become my new hanging partner, whether she likes it or not- and I will replace my legs with one big motorcycle for easier mobility to and fro.
...
Okay so I lie.
Tiamat hates me. Heh...
This is my final post, I think. If it is... I thank anyone reading this for being alive. I thank you moreso if you really live. I kiss you with fervour if you smile all the while.
I am getting there.
To the smile.
A big one.
I think I'm finding myself... 24 years after the fact- but it comes at the right time and I'm blessed for it.
I thank you for words to me, written or otherwise and leave you with this:
A DREAM WITHIN A DREAM
by Edgar Allan Poe
Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow-
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.
I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand-
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weepwhile I weep!
O God! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?
THE END
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah..."
Okay... so I DON'T remember the rest of the lyrics to this song... sorry!
I lame.
Me know.
...
Lots and lots and fucking LOTS of intense life change of late...
Too much and some too personal to address in this venue...
I am not particularily talkative right now... more contemplative and thoughtful.
Yes.
I am.
It's a good thing. I need that right now.
I move to Vancouver in March. I am excited. Tiamat will become my new hanging partner, whether she likes it or not- and I will replace my legs with one big motorcycle for easier mobility to and fro.
...
Okay so I lie.
Tiamat hates me. Heh...
This is my final post, I think. If it is... I thank anyone reading this for being alive. I thank you moreso if you really live. I kiss you with fervour if you smile all the while.
I am getting there.
To the smile.
A big one.
I think I'm finding myself... 24 years after the fact- but it comes at the right time and I'm blessed for it.
I thank you for words to me, written or otherwise and leave you with this:
A DREAM WITHIN A DREAM
by Edgar Allan Poe
Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow-
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.
I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand-
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weepwhile I weep!
O God! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?
THE END
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tiamat:
u are silly. check you email mister
tiamat:
i think u rock...but i still havent' received any mail from u yet which makes me