Tuesday, July 05, 2005

Random notes from my filofax

Life is not measured by the moments in which we breath. Life is measured by the moments that take our breath away.

-Carlin

....a fading memory
evaporating as we speak
like frost off of a
defogging window

- Geordie Tait

The spirit leaves you like passengers
disembarking a rusted ancient locomotive
that finally reached it's last stop

- ?

I felt like I'd fallen over the rim of the universe
and into the fires of hell itself

- Stephen King


The doors of human perception swing wide,
and they admit a great many things
that are far better felt than spoken

- Geordie Tait

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