works archive added8 12 2001

1 5 2001 - a retrospective I was thinking today...   What if death is like a dream? Fragments of unsettling familiar places, past persons remembered, insecure feelings of frustration, the strange thoughts of uncertainty...instead of that warm blanket of homliness, what if death was like a forgotten bad memory of lonliness, constantly being replayed until the game was solved, like a big puzzle? Since time on earth is about perception and choices, what if death was one point of view and the problems faced were intolerable, unknowledgeable, unforgetting pieces of pointless nothings? The choices were made without reational thought so therefore are void, yet chosen nonetheless? Death does not have to be a verb. And it does not have to be past tense. Death as a mind-state. Back to Archive Questions? Comments? Death threats? Send them to noth1ngsacred@mail.com