there are many places to stand.
don't waste your energy drawing lines in the sand.
the tide will wash them away.
walk the beach.
listen.

GMT says otherwise but I am where I am and it's March.

Emotional purge of a month. So much dug out. Thanks for being there for me E2, it's taken 16 years but I do feel like I can rely on you.

March does feel like more of an ending than December, and April does feel more like a beginning than January. Call me a fool call me what you will but I think the Chinese are right about this one. A toast to the new year. Or new something.

I believe in nothing
I am the fire that burns eternally
I am the fire that spreads quickly
I am the fire spares none

I am truly the everlasting flame
That which draws from what is eternal and absolute
I will burn as bright as if I were the sun itself
This is a certainty

I am the inferno that levels houses
As if they were always dense and moist nature
Whence my fire flourishes
For easily does wood catch ablaze

The concept of nihilism