You know how when you see a prism, spinning in the sun, and how the lights are sent out in ten thousand directions, constantly changing, forever remaining the same? Well this blog site is like that, only those beams of lights, at least the ones I see, are my ideas. It is these ideas, embedded deep inside my head that we will be typing about.
Monday, December 25, 2006
another man's road
“We can’t reach old age by another man’s road. My habits protect my life but they would assassinate you”
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