flotsam and jetsam
floating in the waste land... t.s. eliot style--with modern day schism--
when everything is too much and nothing is everything-- where does that leave you?
are you tossed overboard again and again only to wash up on philistine shores?
posted by dragonfly @ 11:58 AM
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1 Comments:
wow! beautiful comment...she ponders the shadow--
today, it's my own mortality on the shore and the fleeting oh so fleeting fragility of this life...
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