matilda-'s Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The Old and the New Transcend what we know and hold to be true, so easy to say so hard to do. We play with Nature, and it plays back sometimes with a whisper, sometimes with a whack. What then is bent, if not for time? if not the went of this meadering rythme... These russian dolls or dutch if you please, like Pandora's box, could stay or could leave. Who's riddle of self will you rattle with words? As a new one meets up with the old to converge. 17:09 - Tuesday, Dec. 31, 2002 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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