empty space of forgotten

voices once heard now silent
people once alive now dead
as the present is opened
revealed:
an empty space of forgotten


It's not what you think it's what you believe.  Patricia '96

in between, the in between.

You have to forgive me for having no marketable skill. The only things I'm good at you detest.

It's not what you think it's what you believe.  Patricia '96

music

The purpose of music is for people who would be better off dead to feel like their lives have meaning and purpose.

It's not what you think it's what you believe.  Patricia '96

Looking out the window

A moment when the eyes aren't focusing on one thing. The mind wanders. Looking at buildings, cars, things relevant to a city.  A patch of dirt. A large square lot. I tried to recall; what was there years ago. It didn't matter now, it was gone. Like forgotten memories, unsensationalized events. Without herald a large vortex spun onto the patch of dirt, the dust filled up the column of air, and escorted it across. Leaving it to cross the street invisible and alone. Just like that it vanished. The things that hide within a city. Nothing to track the time. A city bleeding screaming in pain, can't be heard by prey fish.
It's not what you think it's what you believe.  Patricia '96

not chances given

NOT CHANCES GIVEN

A SAH GNITNAW
CERTAIN LOOK
A SAH GNIEVEILEB
CERTAIN SOUND
NEVIG SECNAHC TON NEKAT SECNAHC
UNDERSTANDING IS A
ESUAC ELBON

wanting has a
.kool niatrec
believing has a
.dnous niatrec
Chances taken, not chances given.
a si gnidnatsrednu
noble cause.

It's not what you think it's what you believe.  Patricia '96

Truth and Love and their dichotmies.


It's not what you think it's what you believe.  Patricia '96

frequently unasked questions (terms and conditions)

How did it happen that blame, became such a popular resource in problem solving? What is so appealing about living a conditional existence?
It's not what you think it's what you believe.  Patricia '96