because its worth a thought.

and you begin to wonder, of the fear that beers with peers soon will soon dissapear. That the goals and thoughts that brought you to the spot where you are, begin to fade because of the way, the real world works itself out everyday. So many faces, fly to different spaces to discover new goals, loop holes, and love roles. A place for one is what comes for more than some of those with whom you used to have so much fun.

Only a quarter of the way to the end of days and already subject to constant anxiety about those closest to me. Its ok though, because for every hole theres a role, every space a face, and every emotional lack there is an equal attack waiting to step in the way. Its not a quesiton of sadness, of lonely or miss; Just a curious thought about the future and its bliss.

Go to a funeral and watch the faces of past friends, and try not to think of your own like peers, will they be there after sixty some odd years. Am I as important to you, as he was to her, and will you remember me when its time for the dirt.

its one hell of a path.

posted by mr. tomas ubik @ Saturday, December 10, 2005