Slow rise from the ashes
You hold my hand
I look up, can't feel my feet
Far? Near?
Here.
A Month? A Year?
Now.
You? Me?
Us.
Start anew, and you...you're there
Douglas Adams would have said that the answer to these questions is simple: 42...isn't it obvious? Every day that passes I...well, I think we all ask ourselves these questions on a larger or smaller scale: What are we here for? How do I solve my problems? That's what this blog is for: to write down anything and everything,to talk about politics and friends and enemies and their respective "more than"'s and about you, me and him. In a nutshell, we'll talk about Life, the Universe, and Everything.
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