Today I've been to a trip in the cold sun, wearing a poor alpaca and loving every moment of that controlled escape. You know..I sometimes think how great it must be for one person to know that people are quoting him everywhere. like Descartes who said " I think there for I am" or Einsten who said (one of many sentences..) " I know the moon is there even if I don't look at it" or even Tori who's such an easy target for anyone who looks for something wise to quote.
Can't we quote ourselves? I mean..really- what is our problem? aren't we creative enough? worthy enough? I want to quote myself..but what would it do if everything I do is a sort of quoting..but I need one sentence of my own.
and I don't have anything but piles of icebergs in my frozen mind.
when the mind dies, the body dies. no more heart quotes.

Last year they had to write in the year book one typical sentence for each person so about me they wrote "oh no, I'm gonna get a zero"- it's a parody..but it's true. I always say it and I always get a 100.
not always..well..does 97 count for a 100?
I don't care anymore, it adds up to the eternal apathy, the swirl of doom, we're all doomed after all, aren't we?
ok, enough with that, I'm annoying myself here. So I felt so good today in that trip, yeah I know, so I was with the incredibly ignorant class mates of mine, and yeah it was damn cold and freezing in some points, but now I wasn't in any cloud and it was cold just because it was cold. " if the sun refuses to shine, I don't mind"- so today it was one of these Tori days, she always knows what's best for us. Frankly , it wasn't that cold ( do we say frankly coz once there was a person named Frank and he was so honest and sensible that they named the quality after him...?), it was sometimes so nice, so nice...ahhhh...so nice indeed. The sun always knows how to lean on the face with her ( the sun is feminine in my eyes) formidable lightness, she never leaves a scratch on the face, only pure happiness.
And I felt that way when we all went to the military cemetery and stood above all of these graves of young souls that were reaped with no warning
some had no names, no place of birth, no age. Some came as singles to this country with nothing to lose. They have lost all their family in the holocaust and they came here, the only country that accepted them. They didn't know a word in hebrew and were given a gun, they were told to shoot. They didn't even understand the order but they did. And they died. And no one knew who they were.. they were souls of mystery, of despaire
they came to fight, they came to die
it makes me so sad

I'll go now

this page is for them, I know I don't worth much but I love each and every one of them may they rest in peace

Natalie