And I asked myself about the present: how wide it was, how deep it was, how much was mine to keep?@Everything2.com

The past is measured by monuments and mementos;
the future by tea leaves and psychics.
Who measures the present?

How would my life be different if I could fast forward to the future?
It is fluid, there in my mind with my eyes closed
Future imperfect

Here, at this breakfast table I am reading yesterday's news
listening to the radio, trying to understand today

How much of the present is mine to keep?
How much is gone before I remember to save it?

I wanted to see how many times he wouldn't ask.	Sometimes I think he forgets, and I need this, this night	I didn't ask if the glass was half full or half empty. I've always had enough to drink.	you kissed me on that night you can't remember
October 17, 2007	How America was mapped	Introspection is probably not as valuable as you think	Treatise on Time (You Fucko)
Memories are meant to fade : They're designed that way for a reason	June 11, 2008	how to breathe	I need your pain or I will not live
Forget, Saskatchewan	August 18, 2009	Uncle Fester's Secrets of Methamphetamine Manufacture	Now and just this moment, as is, in the present. Yes.
how to act	leg to stand on	Noders' poetry	tea leaves

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