Thanks for the birthday wishes yesterday, next year I'm not working on it. Folks are mc-surly today and it makes me twitchy. My-space is blocked at work soooo slower than normal responses may be expected. Yes, you are right on both counts. oh and some of it is by design. Tried other ways, not my path, going back to my olde ways...For what you are ( Read more... )

http://www.nytimes.com/2006/04/09/magazine/09abortion.html?pagewanted=1&_r=1
It's not pleasant...but it is something to...ponder

"The personal as everyone's so fucking fond of saying is political. So if some idiot politician, some power player, tries to execute policies tha harm you or those you care about, take it personally. Get angry. The Machinery of Justice will not serve you here- it is slow and cold and it is theirs hardware and soft-. Only the little people suffer at ( Read more... )

Ever consider what if the final trumpet was only one ending? That this insignifigant ball of mud in some backwater of the galaxy might just keep going? Or even more fun, what if it's already been done, and done and done again? That the reason it's all brand new, yet so familiar is that you've been here so many times before and you will be back. ( Read more... )

wilde Wellen des Meeres, die ihre eigene Schande ausschäumen, irre Sterne, welchen behalten ist das Dunkel der Finsternis in Ewigkeit.

Ich wünsch ihr einen Stuhl in der Hölle
Oh weh mir

I remember things that have not happened. Some great and secret show, that single note lingering into infinity. Went from the bender to the burn. Forgot the clarity, pushing that side of the envelope has. Not as pure as the New Years burn, but t'will serve, t'will serve indeed. Need to do a random run to see whether it is truly a vector or just a ( Read more... )

"When one approaches zero as a limit -- all apocalypses are equal. There's no relativity to pain. Your apocalypse is not on hold for the Big One, it is equal to it."
Clipped from jacob at televisionwithoutpity.com

Damn trumpets got too loud this morning. Paranoia triphammered flashes dotting the horizon. Sucks that there's an insomnia trigger with that.Situation is very fluid, dice are still rolling, but confidence is high. Rather than wait, strike now, strike hard, strike fast. "Remember that we as attackers have the initiative. Rapidly, ruthlessly, ( Read more... )

Dead still. Only way to describe it. No wind, no noise, solid overcast and absolute stillness. The kind that makes you stop and wonder what you are about to walk into. In some stories, those moments are always used to describe the vividness of color, the intensity of sound, the purity of smell, right before a duel, usually in the early morning ( Read more... )