Well I must be one hell of a virus or some Fubr Lan connection. A weary poem of a weary mind. Break the screen and candies will come out.

I fear a rut coming on within my poetry, and I don't want to face it.

I noticed a drop in rhetorical presentation and well poetic form and depth over the last few months. We must face the things we don't want to face eventually. It is the man that goes out to meet them who is defined courage’s. In that facing if we survive we can fix the problems and mock the worlds and maybe even the gods themselves a little. For it is in those moments that whole worldly concepts have been built.

I like the metaphor. The concept is close to what I was trying to address in my journal about friendship and symbiosis [the one call something about JoCarmen's latest cynical thoughts on Friendship...you don't watch me you probably have no clue what I am referring to, sorry]. It's a part of human experience which I think about often. I think we need to constantly remind ourselves not to be lost in that.

So much of our interaction with people is programed as you say...cultural rather than naturally human...In such a multi-cultural world we have to be adapted to deal with anything, and it's just not possible to be able to be compatable with everything, and there are no two people who truly share the same culture in such a multi-cultural world.

we are not parts of some whole mosaic, we are scattered tiles trying to sort ourselves together into a pattern

but beyond all that, we are all human and at that level we are ALL more alike than different. we have to remember to disregard the surface differences and connect with eachother with respect for our basic human sameness, even when it is expressed through a different language, religion, culture, dance, operating system, whatever.

ok I was wrong: technically, you do watch me...but you know what I meant

My screen saver is a bunch of fish swimming by and once in a while a winged toaster will cross the screen.

My screen saver is a bunch of fish swimming by and once in a while a winged toaster will cross the screen.