said, it would be like water running

the hourly race.

full moon.

a language idea about boxes and marbles and rabbits and "big red balloon" not "red big balloon" and sometimes i grasp and i can *almost* reach, almost, ah all this stretching out, ah.

courtesy one mr noam chomsky.

tomorrow, yeah. the date. r seems pleased with the prospect--full moon, the 13th lies on a friday, lizard boy with thick mottled blood coursing in himself. he's a lovely one, the keeper.

artemis was all about contradictions. that makes me so very happy.

and rachel is still the keeper of the hestian virgins. yeah.