have i mentioned how glad i am that it is september? yes, it's still sticky and hot, but now i know autumn is on her way. were there a god i could praise, i sure would. though that's silly too because time just went by - that's all it takes to get from season to season. a little patience. not my strong suit.
"it's all racial. it's all about cultural relativity. is it ok to live this way because you're a demon? who has the moral superiority? what IS evil? how do you know you're "fighting the good fight?" just because someone's skin, blood, circulatory system, etc... is different from yours does not mean they're evil. there are useful demons. demons with love even. yeah, nifty show." <--i was expounding the virtues of Angel.
there is much more to be said for that show, of course, but it was a quick IM and i'm a pooped mer.
i can't sleep tonight. not soundly. i was exhausted and fell asleep the first time around midnight. at one o'clock, i was up. i gave sleep another chance. then around three i was awake again. and now, well, i kind of gave up.
must relearn Beethoven's Moonlight Sonata. must find myself near a piano.
will the world always welcome lovers? damn that song is just imbedded in my brain. as time goes by....
time keeps flowing like a river, on and on, to the sea.... ick! help! bad music is assaulting me with memories of elementary school!!! no!!!!!!!!!!!!!
i've never been a fan of time. it's one of those things there is always either too much of or not enough. racing against the clock. wiling away the hours.
there was a professor from the naval war college on television. a lot of what he said makes sense from a globalization point of view. i think i might just be an isolationist though. don't people realize that the easiest way to escape the need to defend is never to offend? children know this much. children.
children. they are wise. they are squirmy and dirty, but the world is clear to them. i remember the world being clear. monsters under my bed, in my closet and in washington DC. i often daydreamed of defecting to russia. they'd have taken me. now who would? the chinese are far to practical to take some random lunatic of an american who had no state secrets to share. i do have a folder full of love letters from my representative, but i hardly think his explanations for why he votes away our liberties while he hides under a pile of paper matters either. who else? certainly no one in the middle east. i'm a woman. oh for the simple days when simply saying "i'm defecting" meant something! "i lived an american lifestyle but i hate it so much i've gone over to the enemy!!!" yeah! that was simple. now, not so simple. and i miss the monsters under my bed and in the closet. i do not miss the ones in DC.
"it's all racial. it's all about cultural relativity. is it ok to live this way because you're a demon? who has the moral superiority? what IS evil? how do you know you're "fighting the good fight?" just because someone's skin, blood, circulatory system, etc... is different from yours does not mean they're evil. there are useful demons. demons with love even. yeah, nifty show." <--i was expounding the virtues of Angel.
there is much more to be said for that show, of course, but it was a quick IM and i'm a pooped mer.
i can't sleep tonight. not soundly. i was exhausted and fell asleep the first time around midnight. at one o'clock, i was up. i gave sleep another chance. then around three i was awake again. and now, well, i kind of gave up.
must relearn Beethoven's Moonlight Sonata. must find myself near a piano.
will the world always welcome lovers? damn that song is just imbedded in my brain. as time goes by....
time keeps flowing like a river, on and on, to the sea.... ick! help! bad music is assaulting me with memories of elementary school!!! no!!!!!!!!!!!!!
i've never been a fan of time. it's one of those things there is always either too much of or not enough. racing against the clock. wiling away the hours.
there was a professor from the naval war college on television. a lot of what he said makes sense from a globalization point of view. i think i might just be an isolationist though. don't people realize that the easiest way to escape the need to defend is never to offend? children know this much. children.
children. they are wise. they are squirmy and dirty, but the world is clear to them. i remember the world being clear. monsters under my bed, in my closet and in washington DC. i often daydreamed of defecting to russia. they'd have taken me. now who would? the chinese are far to practical to take some random lunatic of an american who had no state secrets to share. i do have a folder full of love letters from my representative, but i hardly think his explanations for why he votes away our liberties while he hides under a pile of paper matters either. who else? certainly no one in the middle east. i'm a woman. oh for the simple days when simply saying "i'm defecting" meant something! "i lived an american lifestyle but i hate it so much i've gone over to the enemy!!!" yeah! that was simple. now, not so simple. and i miss the monsters under my bed and in the closet. i do not miss the ones in DC.
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abyssia:
Yuri, you have a ton of topics you could choose from in that one entry.... Be bold! Voice an opinion!
redfirefaery:
time... time is literally relative. we shouldn't take it so seriously 