Santa is real
Saturday, December 13, 2008
How often do look among the crowds and the seeing eyes watching you. Is it my imagination or is it something more? This is the reality that haunts me. We are all like ghosts summoned by fertility. I dream of the day when we finally find out that we are all living in a single cell organism in some other universe. But I truly want to see before I die is Bigfoot. My dreams are random and small but I know my place. Maybe the morgage is due. But what about Bigfoot? And whats wrong with grass huts? I dont know but its nice to dream.