[mood|swallowed like a sunbeam]
[music|(like you used to laugh)]

S____ may in some ways seem to fit the role of Sphinx, is not a symbol, is not one riddle and one failure to guess it, is not to inhabit one face alone or to be given up after one losing throw of the dice; but is to be, however inadequately, emptily, hopelessly into the city's iron heart, endured. (And out again, upon the unplum'd, salt, estranging

"And what do I feel like as I come towards you?"

"Laura", he said, "who is life."

[mood|(the war came.)]

five years ago. already?

[mood|A grief without a pang - void, dark, and drear;
A stifled, drowsy, unimpassioned grief
Which finds no natural outlet, no relief
In word, or sigh, or tear-]

i don't know what to say. i don't want you to say anything. i just need you to know that this is here. and for you to watch it, if you can.

http://zombie-popcorn.com/cow.html

http://www.peta.com. peta2

"I suddenly knew that I had lungs because they were empty and collapsing."]

(appearance paints itself on bright and sliding surfaces)

and when do our senses know any thing so utterly as when we lack it?