March 28, 2006

  • I had a dream that taught me the truth about dying.  The choice, the thought, the realization.  It was a dream, though the message was very clear and profoundly simple.  Yet I scramble my brains trying to understand the simplicity of it.


    In my dream death was a choice. 
    A decision I could make and once made it went from this to that.
    It was only one thing,
    This or That.
    Here or there.
    Yes or No.
    Black or White.
    On or Off.
    1 or 0.


    That's all.


    Ponder that.

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mschif

What?

I AM still paranoid,
though reasons changed.
I'm paranoid that they'll figure out the language
and patterns of
me,
and I'll forget to rea
r r
ange.

Then I'll just be textbook.

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