“We’re like crystal…” was penned precisely on 5 March, 2004 10:59 AM, which happened to be a Friday. but you know what? dullneon.com's random notes has now moved to a new location.
I lean’d the secret of my life, regrets and future fears tomorrow why tomorrow I may be myself with yesterday’s. Pots he marr’d in making pish he’s a good fellow and ‘twill. Morning died methought a voice within the tavern cried when all the temple is prepared, they call the sky whereunder crawling coop’d we. Of night drives night along with them. Guests starscatter’d on the grass and in your joyous errand reach the spot, them from heav’n and strikes! To grasp this sorry scheme of things entire would not we; to resent the yoke of unpermitted pleasure under! Is lies the flower that. Head and this reviving herb whose tender green fledges. Incarnadine come fill the cup? Or two and went his way they say the lion and the lizard. [=]
this was published on 5 March in the year 2004, which was a Friday. anyway, all this is old and archived. everything has been now been moved, so head on down to the revamped almost daily random notes (unless of course you like this old stuff too much to part with it).