as i sit here bopping to led zepplin, my elation is fueled further by knowing such an AWESOME BROAD {yes, m’dear, that’s YOU i’m speaking of…!}!  i know i’ve been hibernating lately so i’ve taken some time this morning to catch-up on your previous entries.  have you noticed ~what am i thinking???  of COURSE you have!~ the threads of these last entries have all been tied to this one’s theme?  {“coincidentally,” ~umm, no such thang…!~ the song, “the battle of evermore” just began playing…}  y’know, i have SOOOooo much that i could tell you about myself right now relating to what you’ve mentioned in the past few blogs…  oohhh, whatthehell, eh?!?  i, too, have spent most of my childhood, adolescence, and early adulthood attempting to hide myself ~so fervently that even my fiction became incomprehensively abstract.  i had eventually begun having nightmares of “someone” stalking me… in time, i had come to realize that person was me.  as fiona apple said on “tidal”, “i’m a stranger to myself…”  i WAS able to work through this in my novel, “the rapist.”  of course, at the time, i had NO idea “the code” i had written involved that premise. 

the concept of ”FOREVER” used to terrify me when i was very young.  after all, when we passed on to eternal life, whatthefuck would we DO with all that time???  now i have to chuckle; i can’t imagine ONE lifetime being ENOUGH time to accomplish all the ideas and plans swirling in my head, y’know? 

k~ ’nuff about me…  just wanted you to know i’m with ya, even if “in spirit…” {just not LITERALLY ”in spirit” YET!}       

GOOD CHRIST!!!  WHYTHEFUCK DID I SAY, “when we passED on to eternal life…”???!!???  SHIIIIIT!!!!