I alone, as the sharer of their way of life, presented a replica of childhood.

I alone, as the sharer of their way of life, presented a replica of childhood.

Sometimes I sits and thinks. Other times I sits and drinks, but mostly I just sits.

Some events are in the area of the soul where words cannot penetrate.

Each day I lacerated myself thinking on her, but I didn't go back.

We are actually fourth dimensional beings in a third dimensional body inhabiting a second dimensional world!

And so love goes. And so life goes. And so I go.