June 27, 2004
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Thoughts are dreams and dreams are thoughts. Wasted away into nothingness when they dissolve into the black hole of forgetfullness. Free falling and spinning out of control. They dance and tease…you are never able to fully grasp it before it laughs at you and tumbles away. You are left with the frustration of trying to remember your dreams and thoughts. You cry out in anger. You search and search but finally you realize it’s fallen into the black hole. You think of going in after it, but realize it’s pointless.
