Lifers...........

Sitting, grokking the details of this finite existence within the infinite vastness of being, I sit and watch my water brother in her element, her dextrous, alien-hybrid hands nimbly moving about in nervous, yet controlled scribblings. These times we have together are few and fleeting, Tis good to sit with her and visit, to be and underestand one another.....to come together out of the scism we may be flying through and touching base, telling eachother the tales we've been living apart from one another though we live under the same roof.

Timeless friendships are a goodness.....it is something I cherish, truely a gift.

Stripes of a different color.......

Walking around, looking at people, encapsulated and closed to the outside, myself included. The older I get, the more I feel like an alien of some sort, not a part of this. Aware of some "otherness" that I've been seperated from.

There is a lack of understanding with my fellows that at first disturbed and distracted me.....but I feel that the one person who matters to me most does understand me, and that is all that matters....The light that love shines on things and gives them understanding inspires hope within me.

I have love, I am not alone.