Tuesday, February 24, 2004
Five-pointed stars sing of differing waves.
A blue of the hue once faded away,
and become anew shade
throught the thickett of the glade,
and bounce to frolick, frolick walack,
to frolick too.
Blog overhaul commencing.. Loaded.
You will notice the new page title and some stuff I've been meaning to write and say in words that have been coming to mind lately. An evolution of my thoughts' own evolvution. You may notice a lot of past tense coming up shortly and the lack of interest in duty or morality. Such is the way of life, and it is great now, I think. Maybe I'm just telling myself that, but at least if sorta feels right.
Anyhow, relink this page with the new page title. Perhaps things will make more sense to you soon.
Grey (9:28 PM)