Friday, May 10, 2002

okay, Rider Strong needs to quit rocking my world. Check out this poem. This man has his imagery and choice of words DOWN.



"Top of the world"



You dont know it

But sometimes I go to a hill

That overlooks the landscape's mask of city lights

For a sip of momentary grace

On this brink of everything I know

I can gain an eyefull of the lost Atlantis

And the human soul

And a breath that fills my lungs with the air between two stars

If you were now to capture the image of this elation

In the framework of yor mind

Or find transcendence through these words

Then at most you would know nothing of the beauty your existance throws to me

For mine is a love no experience, no measure

No words could ever degrade into reality by virtue of degree



And then in something he wrote about Sept. 11-"...and the tallest buildings in New York floated away as the tallest clouds. " That is awesome.



So, today I fought the battle with the Great Green Go-Kart of death, and did pretty decently. I'm skipping springfield AGAIN in favor of a nap and some oreos. I have no willpower. I would tell you more about it, but the mail part of my brain has now shut down, and I just want sleep.

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