who said transitions were required?

2003-10-22, 11:31 p.m.

oh my dear god, i feel so redundant when i write about them, but today's sunset was mythical. From around the corner, a gash of red blood cut across the sky. With each step, the muddy colored walls gave way to a brilliant blue, it hurt my eyes to look away (except when i looked at you).

mr. space man, would you please direct me to the lighpost? i am not familiar with this lunar landscape, this chalky white dirt makes my feet look like Elizibithan collars.

when we come back next year, is the same man going to park the car? because i have a sneaking suspicion that he may have eaten cheetos whilst driving the car.

i think i want to find a new view for the new year, one that is not singular, but collective like the eye which tames the sky. that sphere of vision, which sees both night and day, galaxies and stars, moon and sun; that is perfection of a sense which we know so little about.