Love - little big word i take in my mouth.
34 years and still i don't know what i mean by it.
Do i love? Do i love you? If i love and it's directed at you, is it you that i love
or is it just love, processed through me, projected at you?

I keep dreaming that i'm getting fired from work for engaging in criminal behavior. Several nights per week. Two that stand out for high 'dream studio production value':

Last week, i had a dream that i was a space ranger of sorts, and my crewmate (played by a coworker from another department, person i know only superficially) and i had to get back to our space ship in a timely fashion without the locals reporting our presence. But then we got seen, by a classroom full of planet school children. So we grabbed our machine guns (yeah) and started shooting up the school, so there wouldn't be anyone around to report us. But then of course we had to shoot all the witnesses to the shooting, and then we had to shoot the witnesses to THAT shooting, and so on, and in the middle of the machine gun battle and running on rooftops and hopping through low-gravity and things, the phone rang in my dream, and it was our general manager calling to tell me that i was fired.

Tonight, the dream had me involved with a strawberry heist, where we were stealing strawberries and money from a strawberry farm. My partner in crime was one of the guys from accounting and the mastermind behind the whole thing was our executive chef. Something went wrong along the way and the chef and his wife took off with all the loot and left me and the accounting guy to take the heat - and in the middle of it, the general manager calls to tell me i'm fired.

What the...

To test your silly personality, here they are - QUIZZES!

If you were a verse form, what verse form would you be? quiz.ravenblack.net/poeticform.pl
How about if you were a hat? quiz.ravenblack.net/hat.pl

Take them, I challenge you, and then please share if you feel so inspired - what verse form are you, and what hat, and what would you drop from a 60-story building?

A Seeker of the Truth was walking through the forest one day, when he saw beneath a tree a fox that had lost its legs, some time ago, and yet it lived. The seeker determined to stay a while, to see how this creature survived.

And soon he saw it: out of the forest came a bear, dragging a deer it had slain. The bear ate its fill beneath the tree, and then left the rest, and the fox could dine too.

The seeker watched all this, his heart filled with marvel. Oh Great Maker, he exclaimed, You are truly wise and merciful! You provide for all your creation, no matter how lowly. The fox has put his trust in You, and You provide! How much more then should not I trust in Your infinite wisdom and goodness!

And with those words, the seeker found his own tree, and sat down to pray and trust in his Maker.

And he sat. And he prayed. And he sat and he prayed, and he took no food, and he sat and he prayed and he waited. For three whole days, the seeker sat and prayed, waiting for Spirit to provide.

And finally, on the third day, his insides screaming with hunger, the seeker cried out in despair and rage: Master, have You forsaken me? Have I displeased you? What am I doing wrong, that You will feed the flowers of the field and the fox with no legs, but not Your student?

And he shook his arms at the heavens, and he banged his fists on the ground...

...And a single acorn fell out of the tree and hit him on the head, and a voice spoke in his heart, saying:

You fool. I gave you two arms and two legs for a reason. Quit imitating the crippled fox, get up and go out in the world, and imitate the bear.