These are excerpts from my private log, ordered by date:
The way of love is such that we prefer not the wrong to happen, but when it does, to make all things better than if it had all gone perfectly. [6/8/04]
Love is the nothing that is everything. [9/4/05]
We of the Kingdom of Heaven know this, that it is we live in yesterday. [8/22/06]
All things are one, all people are one, when all you do is love. [6/10/07]
You will go where angels tread. [9/22/07]
Do what we can, with what we have, at the moment. [11/14/07]
The simplest explanation: something broke. What followed were pieces of chaos. [6/10/08]
The purpose for what you worked was real, not the imagined evil of the paranoia. [9/28/08]
The angels said, “Philip K. Dick was here. And he left a message. ‘Boo!’” [5/1/09]
Reflection
1:22pm friday, 22nd may
Does the time stand still for poets?
I think not.
For the streaming brook that
flows continuously.?
Shall I edevour another false charm?
Shall I walk in the land of snow and rain again?
Shall I keep my warrants of love?
Reflection
1:23pm friday, 22nd may
Don't fuck with me people.
diana
10:35pm friday, 22nd may
really likes these, did stop and make you think a little but then made you smile
Reflection
diana