Deja vu from the z with a blue
Saturday, May. 24, 2003 - 1:56 a.m.
If I did not tell you this is - about you, it isn't.
How often do I look at you
and I do not see you are having trouble.
How often have I said things
that may cut like a knife.
I had a bit of insanity that
put me into a state that was not
a good one.
For that I am sorry. Since then,
nothing I have said or written was
meant to cause grief. I have had a
lot of things on my mind lately
regarding my health for the most part.
And yet have I sworn an oath to myself
to never intentionally hurt you or others.
For the longest time now, every thought
that has come out of my mind has been
of love even tho I wrap it sometimes
in a covering of sarcasm or pseudo anger
in a lame attempt at being humorous.
You mean more to me than I probably
have let you know. Your words have
been a very good influence on my life.
Your thinking outside the box has
left me with a feeling that it is not
me against the universe.
Like as if I had a fellow alien to fight
the struggle against the evil that
so often tries to control the lives
and thoughts of those who refuse to
accept the standards imposed by those
that cannot even clearly see themselves,
let alone the others they seek to control.
It is easy to step into the trap and
merely follow the herd in their headlong
rush into the great unknown. Being swept
along by winds created by minds that have
no interest in the well being of those so swept.
It takes courage to step off the beaten path
and follow ones own course. And in so doing
of course the wrath of those who would preserve
the norms and standards that are simply gray
and without the color one finds in thoughts
of individuality are sure to be incurred.
Therein lies the brutality of it all.
To be beaten about the soul with bruises that
do not show, and nevertheless may take their toll.
To serve no master that has less lofty ideals than
oneself is a noble and painful struggle.
And it is a lonely one, and yet to not do so
is to be dead already.
So though our paths and destinations may be different.
It is nice to know that from time to time they entertwine...
and to know the lines of communication are open.
Though it has been said that we are only textoids...
We are so much more in reality than this.
I have to say this to you...
I got your back homey, and no matter what anyone may think.
My loyalty will always lie with those that preach freedom and individuality.
And to anyone who does not care for this...
PICTURE US ROLLIN...
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