Many things have been coming and going through my mind.  Sometimes I feel as if I am isolated in this mental... cataclysm, but when I talk to other people, it seems as if they are looped into this odd place as well.  many things are coming alive in my spiritual world and I know that in order to keep making progress certain liberties that I love to have will have to be sacrificed.  I hate that word.  Sacrifice.  It isn't a human word.  It is a concept that is beyond our natural instinct, but well within our capabilities.  The trick is to do it without regret.  Often, when we sacrifice, it carries remourse and we doubt ourselves all together too often. 

Making a sacrifice is like making a vow...  You wait until you are ready or you may be walking out the back door of the courtroom one way or another.  lol

I am missing my buddy George.  I've met some cool people I know he would be interested in meeting, but whoops... did my little temper tantrum get in the way... YUP.  Either way.  He's happy and I would only run interference.  Better for everyone that he hates me...

If only D Kahles had the balls to stand behind me in line at the grocery store.  I'd never seen such a ball-less display... I thought baldness indicated wisdom.  Frankly, I think he scratched all of the hair off trying to figure out what to do a long time ago.  Now it is being polished smooth by the constant insertion of his head into the sand... or his own asshole.  Which ever you find to be more humourous!  lol