its a silent night tonight. i was just sitting around...talking to one of my friends who just left. parents are sleeping. im listening this one smog album (julius caesar) for the 1st time...and i was compelled to write... quietly sitting alone. i can feel the dollar bill of resolution under my tired palm. the fixtured sounds of beauty and eloquence come running into my memory. such wonder and awe am i decreased to. nothing more. how simple we all are. our lives are so fragile. we live for love and we yield at nothing. fairies dance in our souls and all of lifes moments color in our eyes. such a simple judgement to such a simple mind. not much. perhaps it could be considered as an ink polaroid? ah well. i am dreadfully tired and i still have much of my mail to finish reading so i think i will be going now. good luck to everyone on their way to athens! xo, jackie +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list please mail "sinister@majordomo.net". To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to "majordomo@majordomo.net". For list archives and searching, list rules, FAQ, poor jokes etc, see http://www.majordomo.net/sinister +---+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" +---+ +-+ "the cardie wearing biscuit nibbling belle & sebastian list" +-+ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+