3-4-93 Meanwhile....later that evening.

So this guy comes up to me, he says, hey he says and I can only laugh.  Like he's got the right.  Sure, the nerve's there, but what of the pulse?  Don't let amiably, aimless crazy people ever tell you the color of the pond.  There is nothing in their description that will prepare you for the depth.  When small men talk of big dreams, you can only listen.  When dark women show you new vision, you can only watch.  When the truth asks you to recite the day, you can only cry.  I hope you don't cry.  I remember you crying, and hope against truth that you don't.  I cried once, and, gods help me, you were the furthest thing from my mind.  Racer X, Racer X.

    A cold, white temple snatched upon a hill,
    The dewy grey grasses are hanging there, still.
    I walk up the path every day, all the day,
    And ask that whoever may allow it will stay.
    The heavens have opened to me only twice,
    Once to tell me of needed sacrifice.
    The other was a revelation I can't reveal,
    And I look in your eyes and ask you to feel,
    I take your hand and ask you to hear,
    As I lead you to my Goddess, trying to speak softly,
                                                     to kill your fear.

You're a means to an end, never forget said..