A Journal of Sorts
"you should know better you were in love or so you said you should know better" ~ Leonard Bernstein ~ amidst the depths of what might have been pouring out had I had the time and space in which to dig and find the words, a sudden glimpse of a television commercial reminds me that I've missed yet another season of whatever has been on the tube... I don't really want to know (cuz I'd rather watch any show without knowing), but I wonder if I missed anything good on X-Files or the Star Trek series this year... it was a Voyager final episode commerical that reminded me... one day maybe I'll have enough frivolous cash to buy all the episodes and watch them in order to know just how they closed out that series... I hear the X-Files aren't necessarily done yet, again (how many final episodes have they pondered or put on?)... for me, the one or two shows I got to see last year were definitely missing something without Mulder... meanwhile, the time of the season is an undercurrent calling me to ask myself to find time to update these journal entries before it's too late to remember why I wanted to... alas, with the CD-ROM drive not working, I must delay any reconstruction of previous gardens even if I has the time... alas, just when, after years of sleeping, the calendar beckons for updating... some people do not live for 28 years that's how long it's been since I fell in love though since then I've felt so many almost theres there's still only one dream my heart dreams of maybe it's mad maybe it's pure devotion maybe it's just a heart that is true maybe it's cruel maybe it's real emotion maybe it's just something I must do and it's my life after all I free to fly, I'm free to fall and I'm free to feel this intensity even if nobody shares it with me I've never felt more alive than when I was in love and I will survive by placing the dream above anything this world offers I will live and I will die in love with being in love my heart will never lie some people never feel this intensity but its the only way that feels right for me nothing has any worth unless it starts out free live your fantasy and it becomes reality maybe it's mad maybe it's pure devotion maybe it's just a heart that is true maybe it's cruel maybe it's real emotion maybe it's just something I must do and it's my life after all I free to fly, I'm free to fall and I'm free to feel this intensity even if nobody shares it with me I've never felt more alive than when I was in love and I will survive by placing the dream above anything this world offers I will live and I will die in love with being in love my heart will never lie oh whatever, the only people who might really know what I'm talking about would probably suggest I be committed for being so commmitted if we talked today... in the end, given the power, people lock up what they fear or don't understand or can't control... not to mention just about any things that are too much effort to maintain... and that's life... so what's new with you?... feel free to be serious J |
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