so yeah ... time moves .. we all know it does sometimes we can feel it .. others we cant even be bothered with it ... and then it grips you by the throat and pushes you ... i recall writing a poem when i was younger called 6 months of loving you or some such adolecent want ... and here i sit and realize how at that time it was like oh my god i`ve felt this way for this one person for so long ... and now i`m like 6 months ?? its nothing ... i`ve cared for liisa for much longer .. more intensly ... i`ve cared for others longer, and those feelings continue .... and it seems like the time then when i wrote that poem .. it just wouldnt end .. it just seemed that a day took forever and waiting a month was like waiting half a lifetime .. and now .. i still get days/weeks/months like that .. where time runs through my fingers like molasses(mole asses ... hehehe) on a january night ... and then for the most time ... time moves steady and true .. and it seems to be going by faster .. but when i try to gauge how much faster than it was a month ago i cant tell .. i cant see the difference .. is there even one ???
"The Wheel of Time turns, and ages come and pass, leaving memories that become legend. Legend fades to Myth, and even Myth is long forgotten when the age that gave it birth comes again."
~Robert Jordan - The Wheel of Time
scent .. is an amazing thing .. i`ve gone off about scent before .. prolly recently too .. i would just like to say .. that yeah ... sometimes if i catch a certain scent the rest of my day goes well .. it can take a bad day and make it bright ... and the memories that are attached .. if good come back in a flood that warms my heart and causes my soul to glow .. if bad i may frown and sigh but it is easily shaken off ... but it is not so horible ... it may cause me to go awes ... but by far and large scent .. is goods ...
and sluices .. yes sluices .. what the fuck is a sluice anyways you ask ?? hehe ...
~Zehaeva
Cowboy Mouth - Irish Boy