Sunday, September 10, 2006
beginning to feel like homeWhere The World Sees a Man of DeterminationWhere the world sees a man of
determination, adoration and passion,
she sees
mist,
blurry and cold.
The pale moon can never share
the sky with the diamond sun.
An angel can never kiss a mortal.
Beauty is pain, pain is passion, and beauty is
what the dying moon feels.
All the love there ever was,
all the hope there ever will be
is not enough to make her be with me.
-- Famas
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say you're playing Snake and Ladders. you're on one of to the last spaces before the finish. all that stands between you and victory is a 34-space long snake to slide you right back to START. you roll the dice. fate is your ally and nemesis. the dice stops. "2." you move your piece and land right on the head of that dread of a snake. you slither back to Square One. sigh. Square One. either viewed to be as the most hopeful, forward-looking space on the board, or a lonely little spot of frustration and anguish. you've been playing this game for two hours and you've been rolled back to START N times, so that makes your definition of Square One the latter, more pessimistic version. one more go? do you keep on playing? or do you say "screw this," stand up and go play video games? [who the hell plays Snakes and Ladders anymore anyway?]
that 34-space long snake has bested me yet again.
the adventure ended at 4:53 PM
