Monday, May 24, 2004

There is so much to tell. That is the easy part. Knowing where to begin is difficult. People tell me I have changed. Primarily, according to them I have become arrogant. A snob to put it mildly. There is no longer a warmth in the way I approach people. It's as business-like as politenes would allow.

As for telling the story I will wait for inspiration to strike. For the past holds the keys to unlocking the future but you have got to get the combinations right. Even as I write this I can almost hear myself shouting, "This is a load of crap!"

6 Comments:

Blogger AAA said...

You, a snob?

Hehe :D

May 31, 2004 at 1:39 AM  
Blogger Unknown said...

an angry red spot
a blindingly bright opening
strains almost to breaking
rough dark surfaces
rigidly strong holds deeply set, totally unmoved

...these too, are the parts of a beautiful apple tree.

what do you look at?

June 2, 2004 at 10:10 PM  
Blogger Unknown said...

In what should be summer the sky seems to change, the clouds seem to takeover and the sun has taken a holiday in Ibiza.
The Wind roughs up the trees and the birds dance like shamaans in the desert .
The kites cirle in the sky whirling around down . pulled down by an invisible hand and then it thunders...
And we're all covered in a white cool hard piercing rain.

June 15, 2004 at 2:26 AM  
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