I stand inside this barren church,
an empty bible in my hand,
the blank faces of yesterdays saints
stare upon this once green and pleasant land.


I lie upon a faithless altar
and count my infinite rosary of what has been
for what is now and what will be
does not touch us,
remains unseen.

oh dear, i may start being nocturnal. it would make stuff a lot easier...

blarg, weird pretentious crisis fueled musings there... sorry about that. aaaaannnnnyway, yeesh that was some weekend, sorry to all involved- i want you to know that [lady sybil] did not steal my gnome, it was a vicious vino induced accusation. but now i have flu and i must sleep and plan things. kiss kiss etc nite nite.

hmmmmm. *insert insightful musing here*
if emotions can be entirely explained away by 'game theory' (ie, them being reactions formed by evolution to benefit our chances of survival- the game) why are many of them so pointless. why do people try to hurt other people? what drives that? it doesnt help society as a collective and it doesnt help the individual. it doesnt further our chances of survival and it doesnt fulfill any of our basic instincts.