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Sunday, January 01, 2006

 My uncle died tonight of pancreatic cancer.  He was diagnosed just over a month ago...such a quick release from the coil...

I wouldn't say that we were close, but I knew him well enough to know he was a gentle quiet man.  It's odd with his departure from this plain it spurs deep inside me a sense of urgency.  A 100% irrational feeling that shouldn't be felt, yet there it is, sitting before me like a medium sized snarling dog.  Leashed. At a controlled distance.  Yet I feel that if it were to be released that the world would tumble and fall apart.  No reason...but then that's why it's irrational.

Maybe the reason that it gets spurred and is the same feeling that I've felt in some relationships is due to the deep down irrational fear of being alone.  It's raw, prodded and brought to a boil.  When normally I push it far far back into my mind where I can't even hear it roar up to the forefront.  Until something triggers the release of the extra slack in the teather.  And the small beast comes charging up to the line like something out of a Fog Horn Leghorn cartoon.  Am I only hurting myself more by letting my heart and mind call out into the midnight sky hoping for a return from the one meant for me somewhere in this world?  Or am I simply letting the tension build on the leash until one day it's let lose and it snaps from the tention?

I tend to come back to what Trent Reznor has writen: "I made you up, only to hurt myself, and it worked. Yes it did". I try to tell myself "no those are the feelings of doubt and remorse that only pull you in deeper, they're fighting to not let you out."  But in this world, it's geared so they win.  Such dark deep thoughts that are running deep and have been stirred by today's events.  Always brings me back to the hearth.  Makes me wonder and doubt simply because my trust has been worn and broken.

I yern for the days where I was whole and the ground beneath me solid.  I feel like I can't simply turn around and follow my trail back that I've gone so far off the path that the only available option is forward.  Does that forward trail lead me to somewhere, anywhere where a clear fork in the road is?  Or is it something that is as simple as large cat with stripes saying "if only you walk long enough".  For now it is pitch black ahead of me and no effort can make an image resolve before me.

In other news...I finished the timing belt on the Honda, just need to replace the distributor O-ring and button up the valve cover, charge/clean the battery and add some more fluids.
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hey people who read this thread, I found a profile of this same guy on this other site with pictures of him doing nasty stuff, check it out!! www.thefriendbowl.com?id=2316 haha, don't worry buddy we're your friends, we won't judge you!!
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