i vomited hard rock sugar candy in contrast to the liquid i find already on the floor. i am suddenly religious and promise to never do it again regardless of the space walks around the block totally immersed in my own orbit, "painting on rocks" as a good friend once explained to me. you cannot treat the past as you would treat the present playing capture the flag on alternate avenues. i have taught with much great experience to myself in many difficlut ways. i never experienced all of the great colors accociated with the setting sun, but have only witnessed them vicarously through my own perception nor have i founded my own source of ever lasting wisdom. maybe i have expanded to new depth, sinking farther and farther into further and further. oh what my father might have said at any given moment i approach with respect, maybe from a tree several years ago. its almost unbelievable, the amount of time i've spent already. days, at their fullest, seem half a day long at the most and i've had dozens and dozens of those sometimes feeling that yesterday didn't happen at all. but i mean it obviously did, i'm not trying to say that.