Breathe.

[birchswinger3]

Words are flowing out like endless rain into a paper cup,
They slither wildly as they slip away across the universe
Pools of sorrow, waves of joy are drifting through my open mind,
Possessing and caressing me.
Jai guru deva om

Comments

[foxfour]

i'm glad you love them all. they all deserve love.

[foxfour]

yeah, those poor guys, with all the hundreds of thousands of beatlemaniacs and the peace-love atmosphere of the 60s, they still weren't feelin the love. so i had to come along. woot, now i feel like i have purpose!
:P

[foxfour]

i'm glad you've found purpose. i'd hate to see you without it.

(poke - you know what i mean. "favorites need not be chosen.")

[birchswinger3]

*poke* ;) yeah, i know.
when i was little, i had so much trouble choosing favorites--color, movie, everything.
wait, that's still true.

[birchswinger3]

oops. twas i. [/me? i? hm.]