"Why Mr. White rabbit, where are you going?" "Mind if i follow you?" "Under what condition?" "Red or blue?" "Why i think i'll try the red and see how far the rabbit hole can take me." (As time flys by, while it's standing still, i have come to the conclusion that when it's all done i must come to a conclusion.) Pen and Teller? What the fuck are you doing here? Get out of here, there's no room for you. Death, life time, existance, none-existance, time...yes yes, it all makes sence now. Ex-ack-ti-ca-ti-ca-lee. What a pretty screen, what pretty music, it now has a new face. Let us all talk, try to come back to reality together. Gather round, Help me out of this hole. Help me out of this hole indeed. I am now clear, Back to "normal". I now realize the conclusion that i wanted to cunclude in the beggining. It's not a pretty one, but I guess i was nieve to think that it would all be pretty. New thoughts have been put in my head, thoughts which may break me, or save me. We'll see if i have the power to go through with what i wished while tweedle-dee and tweedle-dum were telling the story about the wallurus and the carpenter. (my necklace broke, and how the fuck did that happen?) I have found what condition my condition is in, and i know now what needs to change. Look through thses glasses, see what you see, i see it to, but there's no way you can be seening what i saw. Thanx guys, but i am thinking that it might be my last time. last time for what you may ask, well last time for a lot of things. I don't think you'll be seeing me for a while, I don't think many of you will care, but i'm not looking for attention, just leave it be and let my mind run it's course. Have fun on your mondays, i'll be thinking of you, have fun on your Wed night antics, i'll be there in memory, have fun in anything you do, i wish i was there, but the condition my condition is in is a little wonky right now and needs a tune-up. Thank you all for understanding, and u who don't don't worry, i suppose u aren't supposed to know, yet. Pleas leave me for a while, i need to think, wipe my phone number off your mind for a bit. i know you'll understand. "I'm on to you rabbit, i know why you were always late, and why you were so worried" "You want me to tell you what i think you were doing?" "Oh, you don't think i really know do you" "Well my firend, time is.............
10:15 a.m. - 2002-01-26
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