The storm lulls because I ask it.
It's been a while. . a storm has held the pilgrim to his ship's mast, and somehow he manages to calm the waves, lull the winds, and bring his vessle home safley.
Something clicked in my head - maybe it's the fact I was forced to just grow up, work, and steel myself to the things that upset me... it's working - I'm happy .. kinda - I'm happy with who I am.
Working full time - moving into a sweet rustic house in the amherst/hadley/noho area.
I'll be surrounded by musicians, and hopefully by a catalouge of new faces, insights, places to be.
With this move, I am on a crusade to re descover and explore the intellectual, philisophical, art side of myself. I'm smart - after all..
Dunno why I've taken to acting dull. Where'd this personae come to mask that which was vibrant, opinionated and full of hope?
I got me on a good track. nothing will derail that.
But I worry for you. I worry that you wont be able to get out of your own way. That you will continue to accept the worst possible aspects and outcomes to the things that mean the most to you as broken, ending in fire and smoke.
You have prophecised this dreamscape - and, perhaps, unknowingly are taking steps to make that catastrophy a reality.
You're so far-gone and absurd, it makes me feel sorry for you. Grow up and get on.
bbbbbbbbllllllllllahhhhhhh
I'm plugging through
And although the same basic game, - the re written dialouge mimicking the rennisance's stanza'd flare is just tits.
Also, new jobs, characters, and some breathtaking FMVs with full speech audio
[Ramza finally opens his mute face]
also
please buy me this for work
it's this I miss.. so much.. gnite
