Greetings, friends. If you were either unforunate enough to visit this portion of cyberspace by mistake or sympathetic enough to take an interest in my affairs, please enjoy looking around. God bless you and have a nice day.
I walk down the street singing, believe in the deja vu as a sign of eternity, think no one is unreachable, am given to moodiness, wish I applied equal energy to all pursuits, am living in a shadow of the glory that is to come, fantasize that I could love everyone, assert that Justice will ultimately be wed to Love and conquer all, chuckle to myself and slightly hope that our mad, mad world will christen the pink polo shirt as formal attire.
I put my hand to the plow of mixed emotions
The causeless causes my heart goes to misplace my devotion
To say I’ll live and die for nothing would cause a commotion
But what else can this be christened when I’m running through motions
I’ve wasted love labors on disappointing adventures
Reality’s inevitability is the suspension
Of all my carefully crafted and contrived intentions
-Bean, 7/25/04
posted by Josh @ Saturday, April 29, 2006
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