Conversations. Heehee.

Whatever way I turn, whoever I see, all I know, is they've been hurt by me...
and after Winter, Spring? Ah, but spring is so far away... so says the fawn to the sapling. But to weather is to grow, and to grow is to
understand, and to understand is to know peace. It's difficult to see the spring, though, when the rain keeps pouring down and drowning the fawn, killing hopes and dreams... but that is what the sapling is for and its brothers and sisters, the redwoods and elms. To spread their branches and, if only for a while, keep the rain away and let some sunlight in. Ah, but the fawn has isolated herself so completely from the sapling and the redwoods and the elms that there is no shelter, there is no protection. All that is left is emptiness, solitude... the fawn is silly, because it cannot be helped if it does not "want" help.
:) And so the fawn slowly perishes, tortured by her own stupidity into a long, mournful death... I threaten you directly now. I WILL uproot my scanty limbs from their earthly dwelling space and come after you! No fawn of my acquaintance will die of stupidity or a broken heart without first successfully fleeing me. Don't lose yourself in the past when the Future, the spring of life, is waiting for you to pick yourself back up and continue the journey.
The Future, the spring of life? Ah, in the far future, indeed. But in the here, in the Now, I fear my way has too many bodies sprawled across its path, brutally murdered by a well-meaning soul... well-meaning souls do not slaughter, if bodies are dead it is of their own whims. Just as at the hands of a surgeon patients die, so at the hands of the caretaker of hearts and minds, do hearts and minds wither.
and now is not forever. The Now will be forever, but this now only lasts as long as you stretch it out. Even the hands of the most skilled surgeon shake, and with one precise cut, can sever all those he holds close.
Hope will dawn in the morn, in the end this will be insignificant... but now, it is my life.
I must leave the computer for the night, Katie. Sleep well... you too. :) What are you guys reading?