The womb of God is filled with plague. Oh Lord, Ussher-man! Put on your happy faces, because, man, you'll be born soon. ____________________________________ Added 11:15 pm (Same entry on behalf of the words above, which may prove important for future reference, in this long story I have created for my sitDiary visitors in the past year and a half+) I'm sitting here in the half-light, tired from work, thinking about various things while occasionally sipping on a cheap brand of bottled water (Though I'll confess it is good water, and I feel I must say that, because I honestly hate to insult the gifts of nature. Do you think I'm joking?). At the moment I'm looking at things I've written. I feel it's time to give my creations make overs. Though anger is a very overwhelming inspiration for me sometimes, it also blocks the fun of creating occasionally, thus making it a tool to use with caution. I believe it could be time to retract words here and there, and leave open spaces in writings, to be filled with much better fruit. EVERYTIME I'M SHOT IN THE HEAD I have notes. I even just made notes to post on here a few minutes ago for the right day to come to say those words. And they will come. And notes I've taken before that will probably not be used in the same way they were intended. "Kissing lips for any pair. A pair of tits or a dick that no one gets." (written for future song-September 20, 2005) Then dead end words. The title for what was going to develop to be Skoptic Syndrome, an essay on my sexuality: Adam Didn't Have Nipples The manifestation of a fearful gender-breed to a few has led me to want to slap the clueless in the face, because I suppose no one has picked up on the subtle clues. But that's as far as I got before I said something totally different. I did like Adam Didn't Have Nipples though. Because there's a big idea behind that, which if you're a science person, you probably understand quite well. We'll find out later. But as for things that people have seen of mine--a lot of them I just want to rip out of the minds of humanity. And have reincarnation take place. Hopefully that will happen soon. I also wish people actually read the things I write. I don't know what else I feel like saying regarding that. [backspace] Tomorrow. Maybe.