Apr 24, 2007 22:57
I creep around and stalk the tiny shards of light that nature assembles..trying to catch them in my hand..using advanced technology just to remember and smile again when things are dark.
Hyaenidae where are you when I need you? I need to find you again.
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We are born to reach, and destined to fall.
We speak in degrees of competetion over resources and are composed of the memes that drive what we are (or can become).
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