To not do is to die. Now that I have you thoroughly confused, let me pause to hear your own dismayed cry.

Or else in ruins consummate, a death that waited long and late.

And all the dark that self employs will teem - so travel then with joys.

For if your melancholy goes. Where all is lost, then your loss grows...

Know only Real? Fall dead. So Nietzsche said.

What you do is thee. For that I gave you birth. Be that. So be the only you that's truly you on Earth.

be going offline for a while.

still baffled by the karma thing.

hanging out at the Twilight Sucks forum.

waiting for a call.