i still have thoughts of it.

blackness.

if you would understand.

me: wow dre, this convorsation became incredibly akward out of no where. why?

dre: well cuz i'm taking a shit and trying to read a book.

me: ...yeah that would explain it.

(all on the phone)

lines through words. like a line through your heart.

all my live, i have been searching for a home. all my life, i have been wanting more than which was offered to me, more than friends who stood beside me out of personal gain. i always thought home to be a place, and indeed it is, but not in any physical sense. it is a place in here, in my heart, a feeling given by true friends...

We are the center. In each of our minds-some may call it arrogance, or selfishness-we are the center, and all the world moves about us, and for us, and because of us. This is the paradox of community, the one and the whole, the desires of the one often in direct conflict with the needs of the whole. Who among us has not wondered if all the world is ( Read more... )