[This message has been edited by serenity blaze (11-06-2002 12:54 PM).]

It's not all about self-satisfaction, Serenity.  Just because your life doesn't seem to be working for you, doesn't mean your life isn't working for the rest of us.  There's a lot of "for whats?" that come up when people have their head in their hands.  I dunno, I always thought it was kinda foolish to sit around moping because what we have at the moment doesn't seem worthwhile to us.  

"To live alone and die the same."  I admit I can relate to this idea, as it's bothered me in past mopings of my own... that we are restricted to ourselves, no matter how many relationships we can run through, no matter how married we are, we're still alone in the most inner sense.  That we can only exist as ourselves isolates us, for the most part, from any hope of relations with others... all we have is words, which can connect our thoughts, but not our actual beings...  

Still, as a poet, I'm sure you can appreciate the power of words.  I maintain that it is impossible to ever truly understand another person, and therefore, there's no hope of defeating the inner aloneness (unless you're a spiritual kind of person and believe you have an inner relationship with a divine force?  I've never really asked you about your spiritual side, so I don't know where you stand on that).  Still, we can try and try as hard as possible to communicate our feelings, our being, to others... and maybe these fleshy relationships that we can have with one another can evolve.  Maybe there is a way to truly get inside of someone else's head, understand them, be with them?  I'm not sure.

As for me, I'm pretty sure I'll die alone... 'cause I doubt my death will cause anyone else to drop dead at the same time.  I mean, excluding a plane crash or something, I guess we'll all die alone...

Just keep writing poetry, don't ask "for what?", because you do plenty... even just in a place like Passions, you play an important role.  We all have one thing in common, and that's the fact that we're alive... we ask questions like this... and we exist only as ourselves.  

But yourself, Serenity, shapes other selves... you may be alone, but that doesn't mean you don't affect others who are alone, just like you.  And we're all just as alone.  Why expect anything more?

OK, I think I'm getting a little off topic, haha... this entire reply is the ejaculate of a brain pushed to its limits by a 3-hour sleep and a 50-minute environmental biology lecture.  I guess what I'm trying to say though, is just enjoy life, do whatever you can to reach others, and don't think that just because you're alone, you're alone in being alone...

Heh, yeah... but love the poem, naturally Serenity... you always make me think about things when I read your poetry (usually "what the hell is she talking about?").  

Now be a good little loner and smile a little, would ya?  

Parasite

Facts do not cease to exist because they are ignored.
~Aldous Huxley