Monday, February 07, 2005

BusterStronghart@Gmail.com

People are dying everyday on behalf of an imaginary God.


BusterStronghart@Gmail.com

People are dying everyday on behalf of an imaginary God.

Well, after all these years I realize now that I will have traveled this earth from birth to death without experiencing a single bursting wonderful week in my lifetime. Nothing has happened, not tragedy, not eleation, not discovery. My life, like most, has been nothing more than that of the average middle class American-- a lot better than most of the human beings on earth, yes-- but still, there hasn;t been a sense of brilliant moments, unbearable excitement, just an on going soap opera, a melodrama in which nothing happens that can't be fixed.

That ignores the loss of friends and family.