Life without hope is not life - it is nothing but a poorly disguised farce.  

I have to wonder who, what, where, when and how?

Just give your Judas kiss and let us dance this dance already.

To see so many variables flitter about in possibility and see the lone singular arise as lone and cold...is curious and strangely comforting.

Hi enemy.

Please douse yourself in liberal amounts of my apathy and general ignoring 

And occasional rolled eyes and muttered prayer. 

Stars and Light

Oh

To see such a sea,

endless waves

an oceans of stars

burning so bright.

How i wish you could see

that we could join hands.

But alas,

some things

are not meant to be.

I miss having my Kitsune in my life...I hooe things reaolve and we can speak again soon.

A mile marker indicating I have not and refuse to yield and die.  

Past and Now

Why must so many memories persist?

Being here in Jacksonville is such a mixed bag.

Memories.

Beauty, pain, love, lies, betrayal... Reminders that humans are in fact human and the word Love is just a word.

We give words their meanings by their actions.

If my life is to have any worth I have to make that choice for myself and my God, is it excruciating

Why?

I am still looking.

I have refused to yield to the Reaper.

That may be my strongest words so far.

One day I will have more answers.

One day soon.

.

 

I gotta admit that I'm a little bit confused.
Sometimes it seems to me as if I'm just being used.
Gotta stay awake, gotta try and shake off this creeping malaise.
If I don't stand my own ground, how can I find my way out of this
maze?

Deaf, dumb, and blind, you just keep on pretending
That everyone's expendable and no-one has a real friend.
And it seems to you the thing to do would be to isolate the winner
And everything's done under the sun,
And you believe at heart, everyone's a killer.

I miss you.

So it seems cold affect Rhuemtoid Arthritis.

Ouchie.