| Ramblings I don�t know why I can�t communicate with people who have the same makeup, same blood, same heart, same soul. I am an enigma. What goes on in my head, no one wants to be a part of. Begin and end. Alpha and Omega. Mercury and Pluto. Where does life really begin? Does it not begin when a soul is formed? When does a soul come into existence? Why would someone want to take the life from someone else? I can�t fathom actually watching someone die. What exactly is hell? Where is it? Why would heaven be above us and hell below us? Demons have wings too, you know. Don�t you think they would enjoy a nice relaxing glide in the fresh, open spaces in between spreading hate, pestilence and disease? I�d think so. Why is it the closer a major tragedy is to you, the more interested you are in what happened? Was there really a second gunman in the grassy knoll? If so and he�s still alive, would he be able to live knowing he assassinated the leader of the ENTIRE free world? Did Pat Buchanan REALLY think he had a chance to be that leader? Time to make the donuts. Who came up with the idea of pet rocks? Who looked at a 12 foot Boa Constrictor and thought, "You know, that would make an EXCELLENT pet"? Anything that could swallow me whole and digest me slowly for weeks, I would try very hard to stay away from. Enough for now. |