there's been a lot, A lot thats Been done this weekend, Or week. There's been death, A litteral Lack of existence. There has been creation, Creation Of new idea's, beliefs and hopes. Re-birth of dreams.

You could say, that the circle of life has happend, That There has been a full cirlce in week, So a Our weeks could be someone's lifetime. At a time where people are stretched so thin, Their true unders are visible. You see what there made of, Or what they are filed with at this time in their life.

Aaron, my co-worker from last year, The nicest person at my new job, Full of angry people, Who told me it was ok to work harder then everyone else, Even if the boss doesnt notice, Passed away. People at work make joke's about it, How they saw it coming, How he was an alcholic. For a time so did i, But i thought more about it and it made me sick. How could i possibly take so lightly this terrible Tragedy. Someone i worked with side by side for many months, Died. Did i influence him? or show him any Of God in the time we were together.

i can so lightly shrug off the fact, That to the best of my knowledge, He entered Well..not heaven.i was asked to go to the memorial service, not to attend but to make food for the occasion, and i saw many of his friends and family come in, And 8/9 of them were crying or snifling, But i did nothing but shrug, Is that bad? Should i not weep for the Loss? Because, there is no gain there..


Sing lofty songs of passing
-IanS