posted by dave on Thursday, January 3, 2008 at 12:00 AM in category ramblings

Sometimes, usually, I think about things that I'm not supposed to think about. I feel guilty when this happens, but I don't feel that guilty. Because it's not like I really have a choice. Nope, all choices were stripped from me a long time ago. I do what I do. I muddle through.

But anyway, I spend a lot of time feeling a little bit guilty, because of these tracks that my trains of thought like to follow. Often, I almost manage to convince myself that I'm a bad person, because of these thoughts of mine. These hopes of mine. These dreams of mine.


But sometimes, sometimes I manage to do something decent, say something decent. And I surprise myself, because I didn't think that I had any decency left in me.

It's nice to be wrong, sometimes.


Beauty is fleeting, or so they say.

But I don't believe them, not even for a second.

I think they're doing it wrong. I think they're using their eyes.

Close their eyes, and they will see the truth.

Beauty is eternal.

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