To climb above the haze of thought into clear understanding, to navigate a true course, to take the highest road, to air out my soul, to breathe freely, to soar. This is my essay. all rights reserved by wingman
I woke
in the middle
of the night
you weren’t there
legs
bodies
minds
souls
thrashing about
is our restlessness
pulling us together
or driving us apart?
a quote:
just one second
maybe just a minute
feel no pain
- Kings X
posted by wingman at 2:55 AM
I like anything that flies and most other things that move or move me in three dimensions. I like sports that involve the burning of fossil fuels. I don't like sports that involve balls. I enjoy beauty and make attempts to create some. I am deeply moved by subtlety and symbol. But I also like being a tough, outdoors guy. I adore women but don't understand them. I don't throw stuff away, I fix it. I admire simple and strong design but am often seduced by the complex. I'm a renaissance man wanna-be.
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It sent us into the darkness the next night, about the same time, laying down and watching the fire shooting across the sky, breathing the same square of air. What a night.
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