Mon, 06 Dec 1999 



rain we are but drops of rain, from clouds to ocean, gone in an
instant, or we are ALL, all that matters all that ever was all that
ever can be? Universes unto our selves and all else is illusion or a
vibration of light particles, waveformed, some in a visible spectrum,
but soon overtaken by shadow, requiring a source, energy temporarily
engaged in an entropic existence elusive- needing something to
reflect us lonely alone forever without that storied sense that can
make you part of someone else 

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