[1525] in Depressing_Thoughts
let's try this again: sigh.
jcbourne@ATHENA.MIT.EDU (jcbourne@ATHENA.MIT.EDU)
Mon Oct 8 16:07:20 1990
is anybody listening?
does anyone ever really listen?
why should i speak up if i'll never be heard?
here i sit. i shall tool until there's nothing let to tool.
when there's nothing left to tool, i think i shall go to sleep. i won't seek
out a friend to talk to, i won't seek a good friend to hug, i won't seek a
lover to love, i won't seek a soul-mate to die with.
when there's nothing left to tool, i shall sleep and dream of talking to
friends, hugging good friends, loving a lover, and dying with a soul-mate.
and when i wake, there shall be more to tool. and i shall tool until there's
nothing left to tool. then i shall sleep and dream.
and so on until there is nothing left to tool, no more sleep to be had, no
more dreams to dream.
at that time, it shall either be the beginning of my life, or the end of my
life.
i can't wait to find out.
