Saturday, September 09, 2006

Lust is the means; love is the end. My existence floats on the hope that there is an irrational end to my rational notions of life and truth.

2 Comments:

At 3:38 PM, Blogger Philip Carey said...

yeah.. one day, you are thinking as usual, sipping coffee and a plain crashes right on you :)

 
At 7:11 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Just came across your blog while surfing.Quite impressed of all your blogs. Felt as if everything is what I felt once but was never able to scribble down on a paper. Perhaps I am bad at expressing. Just keep posting

 

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