broken

the glass is already broken

shards scattered everywhere,

the words, already spoken,

frozen in the air.

the heart is already broken,

tears have been shed,

the future is the past.

we're already dead.

swing it

through the glass darkly, and lightly

die each night. be born again each morning
-365 tao, day 151

wheels within wheels

i think i changed the music for this about 16 times...

glass houses

this could turn into something interesting.

might be on to something

perhaps a new avenue?
we'll see.

so let's get monday off to a jump start: