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June 23, 2005

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Karen

beautiful. And I find it kind of calming and kind of unreal that the light we see from that star tonight started thousands and thousands of years ago - perspective...

Night Bird

Heretik, did you take that picture?? It is one of my dreams...to see the Northern lights.

Are you serving tonight??

Night Bird

Such a quiet man tonight, Heretik! Well, I certainly hope that you have good dreams!

Idyllopus

Ah. A birthday remembered, a wedding celebrated. A memoriale. For something that is as natural as it is, life is damned hard.

When a little girl I saw a storybook with a picture of shoes lined up under a bed. The shoes had such a prominent suspended sense of life on the wood floor. So personal, seemed a part of the individual, a part crafted for intercourse only with a particular dimension of life, set aside during sleep and taken up again upon waking. Each pair of shoes it seemed could belong to only one individual and no other.

Thank you.

Missouri Mule

Heart you.

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