hmph how dull nothing exciting has happened to me in the last couple of days. no assassination attempts, no coups, a small cup of green tea and 1/2 a banana. I learned the meaning of christmas and managed to power a lightbulb through the power of the mind itself.
i'm sure that somewhere else, protozoic organisms are threading out delicate silk silia as civilizations rise, crumble and fall. The meaning of life will be sought, untold numbers of wars will be fought. All so men in white coats can walk up and down rooms with full paper clipboards, tickboards and pens.
But, I'll make no haste for tomorrow is another day, a time to rise and twist with sleep and wipe the caulk that held night so tight in my eyes. Tomorrow will be wonderful.
"They are Hidden People. Children will be conceived, wrists will be slashed, scars will be healed, and tears will be wrenched."
i'm sure that somewhere else, protozoic organisms are threading out delicate silk silia as civilizations rise, crumble and fall. The meaning of life will be sought, untold numbers of wars will be fought. All so men in white coats can walk up and down rooms with full paper clipboards, tickboards and pens.
But, I'll make no haste for tomorrow is another day, a time to rise and twist with sleep and wipe the caulk that held night so tight in my eyes. Tomorrow will be wonderful.
"They are Hidden People. Children will be conceived, wrists will be slashed, scars will be healed, and tears will be wrenched."