the burning point of glass
I havn't written in this thing since last year but i feel now is the best time to write in it. I feel something when i see the intenseness of this snow. It's not just the beautiful way it sugar coats all the impurities i see on the streets but i see me. When it snows lightly it's such a thing of beauty but when it's like this, it's so intense and strong. In a way scary. It seems to be never ending. It's much like the fires that flow through my very veins. What's ironic to me is that it takes something so cold to literally show how intense my flames are. These storms are never something that will last forever, it will pass but to come again. You can't escape it's rage all you can do is stay inside. There will come a point where if you continue to hide you will break. :) I had fun with that.
Jan 30th - To You...My Dearest Star is playing The Stone Pony, come check us out.
We need to sell a lot of tix and fast, so if you interest ask me for one. Thanks