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"he took with him a warmin' spark of children's eyes now staying dark with nothing to dream wave 'bye to him the dreams have left" ~ Dreams Of Sanity ~ is it the end? (of the X-Files, I mean)... and the word is hope... sometimes the pieces just fit and you feel part of it and you just want to tell someone to share what you have done and if you look around to find yourself alone you can shut down and try not to feel or you can cry the agony of loneliness known one piece missing... and it all feels surreal reason is out there purpose is out there the truth is out there where are you? ah... so the X-Files final show was about hope... yes, hope that there is some greater power that will protect us (or help us protect ourselves) from the alien invasion scheduled for December 22, 2012... now why is that date so familiar? (shhhh, if you know, press here and tell me your secret) J numberically, the second or twelfth seems more symbolic... 120212... 121212... 12022012... 12122012... the numbers are there... but the twenty-second?... 122212... 12222012... seems somewhat lopsided... of course the proximity to the twenty-fifth and all that ancient history and/or mythology might have something to do with the choice... ho ho ho, ya know... I always tried to forget to identify the X-Files as a Christian show, but there in those final minutes the reminder was just too obvious... blew the whole quest for the truth theme in trying to give the visual suggestion of the answer... alas, hope depends on condemning most of the human race who are going to hell because they believe in a different path to salvation... wish we, as a species, especially in our creativity, could rise above the dogma... quest for truth indeed I'll be back when time permits... or? . o O ( time passes ) O o . the moments passed into the past so quickly that few left any sort of mark at all... memories scatter to the four winds before they can be recorded or expanded for their inspirational value... ok, get a life?... science someday may discover what faith has always known, but life passes nonetheless even when nobody pays attention... what? what?.. meaning is only what you make of it when desire to make something of it inspires you to make something of it and sometimes, desire is just not enough... never? where have you been?... and who cares what could have been? |
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