Subject:
        laughinglazyletter
   Date:
        Tue, 19 May 1998 21:21:51 -0700

Gilda sent me a note the other day asking me to send a note to just her,
and not one of my 'lazy letters that I send to everybody in the world'
*laughs* I had to point out that whereas they may seem a bit impersonal
at times, at least she and the rest of you have a clue as to what's
going on in my life right now.  With the exception of  Trishs'
lazyletters I really don't hear from her or the rest of you on my list
all that often (not a stresser)...kinda hard to write a letter to
someone when ya don't know what's going on in their part of the world,
ya know?  Not sure how the rest of you feel about me fillin' yer box
with garbage....figured you'd just trash the bloody things if they were
a bother, ya know?  Like I said, not a stresser.  Well, there's only so
many hours in the day folks, I'm doing me best...*sigh*

As a rule of thumb, if I don't hear from people I usually just assume
they are busy and and having a groovy time and all, doing the life
thing....but tha's not always the case.   A person I spent a lot of time
with on the internet over the winter, Azryl, got a job in a factory
about the same time as work started up in my factory, and we sorta just
went our ways, doing our thing, and our daily visits turned into brief
notes from time to time, then nothing for a while...not a biggy as I am
fully aware of funky schedules. *grin*....then the other day, out of the
blue, I get an icq page from her...she wasn't feeling well, went to the
doctors, they took some tests...now they think she has cancer.  *sigh*
Ain't life a fucking bitch?
 

Solstice is rapidly approaching....the madness is coming.  There will be
few if any Knights of the Living Dead, Veterans of the Psychic Wars,
Well Seasoned Troggs returning this year...The big brass in the company
really hosed us over last season with all the cut backs...This will be a
war the likes of which hasn't been seen here in many many years....I
foresee fatalities this season.  *sigh*  We will be put to the test, and
I fear even some Lifers won't survive the battle...Indeed, the whole
bloody factory very well may come tumbling down around us.  *grins*  I
have always said It is a Good Day to Die.  Still, to this day, eight
years after the carnage of '90, there are those who remember me standing
hip deep in the carcasses of our foes, slapping them onto trays at a
furious pace, yelling to the head of the line for MORE FISH!!! as I was
slowly being buried alive....he hee heee

With Solstice and Salmon comes Summer and I am reminded of a promise
made during the Winter:  Kali?  Vlad?  Talk to me.  Communication and
Coordination are Crucial, no matter how impersonal it may seem.
 
 
 

Words are flowing out like endless rain into a paper cup, they slither
while they pass their way across the Universe.

Pools of sorrow, waves of joy are drifting past my open mind, possessing
and caressing me.

Images of broken light which dance before me like a million eyes, they
call me along across the Universe.

Thoughts meander like a restless wind inside a letter box, they tumble
blindly as they make their way across the Universe.

Sounds of laughter, shades of life are ringing through my open ears
insighting and inviting me.

Limitless undying love which shines around me like a million suns that
calls me on and on across the Universe.

Ja Ka Ru Day

OM

Nothing's gonna change my world.
 

--the Beatles--
 

Seeya
Torbjon