the significance lies in the ability to count the tip of the iceberg children and all things go come crashing down down down walk walk walk forty blocks until you see the golden light shine forth and you know what you once lacked but that doesnt necessarily mean everything gets easier you just know more than what you once did knowledge is not power as the cliche would like to affirm their style of writing is deadly and lethal especially to the untrained eye talking talk like a sinner the glorified grace of the humanly being comes before the son of man the son you forgot to recognize at the christmas dinner party last year when gifts were given and the animosity grew like some enraged octopus engorged on its ego to devour every last strand of carbon in your oceanside city with nothing else left to say to your bedridden lover mute on all possibility of talking about your relationship when she doesnt call you upon the time that is stated going down the rabbit hole further leads into nothing i dont care i dont care i dont care i dont care i dont care i dont care i dont care i dont care i dont care i dont care i dont care i dont care i dont care i dont care i dont care i dont care i dont care i dont care i dont care i dont care i dont care i dont care i dont care i dont care i dont care i dont care i dont care i dont care i dont care i dont care i dont care i dont care i dont care i dont care i dont care i dont care i dont care i dont care i dont care i dont care i dont care i dont care i dont care i dont care i dont care i dont care i dont care i dont care or at least im trying not to care anymore its hard not to when you do albeit the emotionality of the aforementioned forty nine stated times i made love to an angel and her name was grace she called me in the morning to ask how i was feeling because i cried into her arms a couple of days ago she smelt of earth and of love and i knew that i was happy even though i didnt have the strength to lock the door to my mind to let them in when they were not there i always wondered when the steady cavalcade would turn into a mountain