September 24, 2007
Playing, Unkle Bob: Swans

Today has been fine.
Today has been fine.
Rather awkward to touch on subjects which I have strayed away from. It's not a bad thing. I's good to know that there's living objects around you. Who wouldn't wish that life is less profound? Who are the chosen ones and why are people forsaken? What is the feelings exactly to be abandoned. Naked as we came, but we're only polluted when we leave this world. I am not in a position to understand nor to comment, i guess. Richard is nagging me to do work. Peace out, folks.
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