living in the world of extacy

Well this Saturday I went to see rusted root with thousands of my fellow Rochestarians. We danced in the streets with hippies. There was even a middle aged woman there who told us that she was merely there for the ecstasy but felt that the band was most prodigious. I felt that it would be ironic to do a blog about this and give it a title from a rusted root song. There really is nothing else interesting about this story. Oh well.
Enjoy a very silly physics website I just found.

http://www.britneyspears.ac/lasers.htm

not anymore

I remember I talked to you before, but now I can't. I could before but now I can't. Does that make any sense. I asked you what you wanted to do with life and you weren't sure. But now we know because It's over and you won't get to make those decisions or live in those places you might have like to or met any other people. It's all so final so brief then it's over. Because, there was that other guy I guess he was just having a little fun who are we to judge him and his life and his choices. I don't think you ever did those things that he does but all the same you can't judge this guy he's just having fun and living his life behind the wheel of an automobile in the wrong place at the wrong time just like you were that night just going to see your family. I wonder how well he will remember the time he met you, did he stop and chat, did he think it through and decide it was worth it. No, I guess he probably didn't.
It's in these moments we see heaven. It's not so much in the day to day working your job and living alone, it's in these moments where the crazy things happen and the almighty looks down and takes the nice girl and leaves the careless drunk behind. I don't get it but for some reason I feel connected to heaven and to life and living.

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