I have lived every day of my life thinking only of what I should think when I read back on everything that I have written of how I’ve lived my life.
And in the process of doing so, I have missed out on the chance to be alive. Just to stay an observer of an impartial observer.
Here I go again. I’m chasing my tail around the sun.
Standing beneath a tortoise under an elephant under the world.
The gravity of the battle means nothing to those at peace.
I can’t believe I thought my thoughts meant anything.
When we think we’ve reached the end, we’re only back where we begin.
Superman. Superman. Superman.
We are starving to death on full stomachs. Running miles, new hearts on old legs.
If I had known all the howls were false alarms, oh just imagine the ammo we’d save.
Here we go again. I’ll come to your party if it goes until 4 question marks at least.
3 or less and its not worth my time at all. On nights like those my absence trumps my company.
When we think we’ve reached the end, we’re only back where we begin.
Superman. Superman.
I truly believe ill be remembered and that even this sentence will be studied. Will you think that I am wise because I’m aware of that? Or am I just killing myself before they get me?
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“A late-night fire damaged a Santa Ana soup kitchen and destroyed $50,000 in food and holiday gifts that were to be distributed to needy families this weekend.
The fire began a little before midnight Thursday at the Southwest Community Center in the exterior patio area, where the food and gifts were being stored, and moved inside through the office and kitchen, said Capt. Chris Caswell, a spokesman for the Santa Ana Fire Department.
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