Love
Love me do
You know, I love you
I'll always be true
So please
I have dreams of the water. Not like going to sleep dreams, but in reading books of seafaring times, I have a longing to be near the sea. To travel upon her vast waters in an insignificant construction of wood and steel. Yet, I fear it. I panic at the slighest wave. The merest breeze that may turn things awry. Even on a mild and tiny river. Being afraid of what the heart seeks.
Cause it doesn't really think things through. It's this entity. The electric impulses - that should be my moniker in some form or another. Electric Impulse. Or something better than that. One that doesn't sound like a retarded 80's film about the Electrical Engineering major at an Ivy League institution who's tired of being picked on by the Jocks while he dreams and aspires to one day be beside cheerleading hottie, Maria Velaquez's side. And somewhere in there is a token, cheerful black man.
South Park isn't very far from the mark for the most part. Whether you agree with them or not, they make good points and decent logical arguments even within the confines of such a sharp and biased show. If you can look beyond the salt in the sea-salt ice cream bar of their message, there's something rich to be experienced in each episode.
Till the chasmatic walks once more.
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1 comment:
i miss you Abstraction :)
I will write soon, I promise. Been crazy tired lately and want to write you a long one. But I think of you often and often and I hope we can speak soon...
kisses
ps i wish i understood you. confirm or deny? it is A.
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