Saturday, November 04, 2006
Into the Sun
Sometimes you don't have any choice but to keep pushing forward. Face it, going back is out of the question, no matter how tempting, no matter how humbling. All you can do is scream forward, caution to the wind, ride this thing 'til the wheels fall off and burn. There's no escape and as Brother Morrison intoned, no one gets out alive. I figure people can talk about me plenty when I'm gone, but I also know it will be a short lived discussion. The dread of the day will inevitably win out over my tawdry pile of sins.
Nope, no time to hide. Just forward, into the heart of the sun.
cool picture - awesome words. Glad to have you appearing again. Even those of us who just lurk these pages miss ya when you go off on your walkabout and leave the blog unattended overlong.
That's beautiful, Leo. And accompanied by an image from a Sprint phone! This is what will cause the archaelogists to pause.Post a Comment