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mogwai? [NOTE: (shhhh) this time, we began here] ����� . . . ���� and maybe the ghosts are scared of falling down (if philosophy is a walk on slippery rocks and religion is putting pride before the fall, then we can only assume the stance of the lotus {nay, Buddha, not another piece of pie} and respond with the ancient sacred proverb I know I am but what are you?... mogwai)... sounds like it ought to be a question of some profound meaning... like we should walk up to people and ask in as sincere a tone and demeanor as possible, "mogwai?"... perhaps it could become an all-purpose word with as many uses as there are intonations in imagination... perhaps I am playing with my tongue in my check just to keep the flavor of these entries light and sweet and fun (cuz girls just wanna have fun, and me too)... and then the peace that spawned the last few entries parted, or more to the point it was swallowed by the usual distractions of life which will certainly be rambled on about (or chroni-called) elsewhere... and I nodded off... so I fell asleep briefly in the midst of distraction and all that was lost was the fatal attraction so now I return with a wonder about you more ready than ever to go on without you dear lover whom I've yet to ever meet I am not here to wrestle or compete just one more observer yet incomplete passing through don't get up on my account for I am not looking for a seat all I want to do is share a smile momentary is my current style later I might run another mile but if you'll share I'll stay a while so I fell into your world of words and observation and lost myself for moments of wonder and elation so now I return to wander further along to see if there's harmony within our song dear friend who doesn't know me yet I am not here to create regret just one more alien who won't forget anything that the soul feels as real shared in the song a heart can sing and maybe we will find a reason to come together for something more and maybe we don't even need one to know what we are living for and maybe the wind will not carry the bridge between us far along but just for a moment I tarry ��to listen, ���to hear... your heart's song perhaps I shall return to dive into the depths one of these days, for I have not read through the entire diary that has helped inspire the recent entries here... for I have so certainly (and perhaps reluctantly, at times) been there, but for now, a pause for life (with minor adjustments for posterity)...
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I love you all for coming... for reading all these words for every click feels like more love (I know that sounds absurd) if I could only tell you... one thing more tonight I'd say I wish you could come home with me and be my friends for life |