10.18.99---
"Last nite... last nite i had another one of those dreams. The thing i hate about those dreams is that i always seem to go out looking for the person in the dream. Trisha... Why do i remember so much this time? Usually all i'm left with izs a vague remembrance and a longing of sorts. This time i remember her name (Trisha), our last kiss (That cigarette thing ws weird), and the fact that i gave her my pager #. i gave her another #, too, but i can't remember if it ws this one, or the Vox #. God, here i am grasping at straws. Gotta describe her 5'1", Semi-curly short brown hair, she smoked, she... she fell in love with me... i gotta go.
"Shit why am i like this? i'm thinking about this Probably fictional girl i fell in love with and Christina Ricci comes to mind. It has just been named. The book that is. But back to her. I love her and i wanna meet her. i want her to call me... Please?
11:02 pm"
My Archive, about which my brother spoke, earlier. That was from when i was 16. Pathetic, yes no? *sigh* It's still her. Her hair is black, now, and longer, but it's still her... How many of you think i'm crazy? Devin, feel free to tell me that i'm going to the mental institution. i had such bad grammar, back then. My commas were all in the wrong places, compared to the way i type, Now.... i'm stalling, can you tell?
I've decided upon what may well be a Dangerous course of action. Mentally, Emotionally, Physically. Certainly the first two... I've not been teaching, as a Goal, but as a Base State. I've had nothing to destroy. And what do i do? "I Teach . . . I create Galaxies, and Rend Universes, in my Spare Tyme." When i'm not teaching, or Destroying, i Create. I forgot that, for a while. I've been creating, on paper, and electronics. Script, Art, Etc. But i have not Created anything, In Life, recently. And, If i Want This, Here, Close, With Me, Then I'm going to have to Create it. TheUniverse has been trying to get me to see that, for a Very long tyme now. What do i take from the Archive? If i want, stop whining and "looking" and get off of my ass and DO something.
So here i am. Doing something. Realising lots of Things. What say you, Gallery?
Dream Well, With Me
"Last nite... last nite i had another one of those dreams. The thing i hate about those dreams is that i always seem to go out looking for the person in the dream. Trisha... Why do i remember so much this time? Usually all i'm left with izs a vague remembrance and a longing of sorts. This time i remember her name (Trisha), our last kiss (That cigarette thing ws weird), and the fact that i gave her my pager #. i gave her another #, too, but i can't remember if it ws this one, or the Vox #. God, here i am grasping at straws. Gotta describe her 5'1", Semi-curly short brown hair, she smoked, she... she fell in love with me... i gotta go.
"Shit why am i like this? i'm thinking about this Probably fictional girl i fell in love with and Christina Ricci comes to mind. It has just been named. The book that is. But back to her. I love her and i wanna meet her. i want her to call me... Please?
11:02 pm"
My Archive, about which my brother spoke, earlier. That was from when i was 16. Pathetic, yes no? *sigh* It's still her. Her hair is black, now, and longer, but it's still her... How many of you think i'm crazy? Devin, feel free to tell me that i'm going to the mental institution. i had such bad grammar, back then. My commas were all in the wrong places, compared to the way i type, Now.... i'm stalling, can you tell?
I've decided upon what may well be a Dangerous course of action. Mentally, Emotionally, Physically. Certainly the first two... I've not been teaching, as a Goal, but as a Base State. I've had nothing to destroy. And what do i do? "I Teach . . . I create Galaxies, and Rend Universes, in my Spare Tyme." When i'm not teaching, or Destroying, i Create. I forgot that, for a while. I've been creating, on paper, and electronics. Script, Art, Etc. But i have not Created anything, In Life, recently. And, If i Want This, Here, Close, With Me, Then I'm going to have to Create it. TheUniverse has been trying to get me to see that, for a Very long tyme now. What do i take from the Archive? If i want, stop whining and "looking" and get off of my ass and DO something.
So here i am. Doing something. Realising lots of Things. What say you, Gallery?
Dream Well, With Me
rX
Date: 2002-05-23 05:39 am (UTC)-The Mechanical One, got herself an ed-ja-ma-cay-shun