"to those who doubt, but who have the mind to conceive, and the sensibility to feel, the disorder, the futility, the meaninglessness, the mystery of life and suffering, and who can only find peace through a satisfaction of the whole being." T.S.Eliot Well... i guess that the perfect sountrack to this poem would be any song from The Field Mice or Another Sunny Day. They are no longer here, they left us. But hey...don´t be sad. We still have the beauty/sensibility of B&S and Trembling blue Stars to fill our lifes with something REAL. Thank you, Lord. Pedro. ----------------------------------------------------------------------- . This message was brought to you by the Sinister mailing list. . To send to the list please mail "sinister@majordomo.net". . For subscribing, unsubscribing and other list information please see . http://www.majordomo.net/sinister . For questions about how the list works mail owner-sinister@majordomo.net . Listen, this is pish, I think I'll leave -----------------------------------------------------------------------