Semi Sequitori

So, i made out with this girl once, years ago, and, rather than telling me it was a one-time thing, she simply moved to Australia, without another word. A year later, she moved back, and ran into me, at a Waffle House, and it was hilarious to watch her squirm, because, apparently, she thought i'd be pissed, when, really, i was more confused, and amused, than anything. I was just told that she, recently, quote, "got her online shite back together... But don't you dare talk to her, you fucker!" This last said in the spirit of the humour he knew it'd bring. True Story. ^_^

Had a very vivid section of dream, last night, about being in a car crash. I felt the impact, and the crash, and even did the car crash slow motion wondering of "He sees the wall, he's going to turn. He has to see the wall, right? He see's the wall. *Crash crunch*" Yeah. It woke me up at 8.30am.

{You likely awake feeling daring and optimistic today, WOLVEN. Make sure to put this positive energy to good use. Whether it's strengthening your relationships with your loved ones, or striking out in a new career direction, all signs are that you will be successful in your efforts. Don't hesitate to use your social contacts to further your goals. Your friends and colleagues can help you tremendously, provided you let them.}

.... God stood me up.

Dreams of a Meeting, with an old, senile Creator. Two. The first one, he started at me, for a while, and time started moving backward. The second, he forgot about me completely, and there was another tour through The Halls of Creation, which was like this giant museum/train station thing, with a giant clock in the main lobby. damnedsaint, his girl, and saxshooter were on the tour of businessmen, going by, being treated, pointedly, with more respect than i was getting, byt the stuffy little officiaries, around the place. They ignored me, because they knew that i was waiting for the Creator, and that they couldn't do shit for me. (Peter Gabriel - [Darkness]). So i said Fuck it, and i left, the second time. Knowing that i'd need to be back. I went to Hell, and wandered/sulked, for a bit and felt like there were things that were Mine, in the very fabric of the Hall, back where i was....

There was more and Other, but it was all very, very strange.

That is all.

{David Bowie - [The Heart's Filthy Lesson]--- Oh, I also fell asleep, watching "Se7en," but that was the section of dream Before this one. I woke up and went back to sleep, before i had this dream. Later.}

Rather upset.

Maybe the ideals of Knighthood were never quite the reality. Maybe all knights were only priviledged brats, given a little land, a little money, and damn-near free reign. But the word "Knight" still used to mean something. There are understandings of Honour, Valour, Bravery, Chivalry, Courteous Conduct. Words which, to put a fine point on it, do not spring to mind when i think of Bill Gates. There are Charities, and various ways that he has "Given Back to the community," yes, but donating power shouldn't be the only thing that dictates a knighthood.

"I Weep, for the future."