…Is time.
This entry was posted on September 18, 2008 at 10:57 pm and is filed under art, conspiracy, criticism, democracy, history, life, media, meme, mind control, nostalgia, philosophy, politics, psychology, romanticism, silly, time. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed. You can leave a response, or trackback from your own site.
September 19, 2008 at 7:40 am |
Is it over yet? Please? I’m so worn out with politics in general that I can’t wait for our election to be over, and it’s only just begun…sigh.
I always lose my way to your blog, so I’ve added you to my blogroll. Hopefully I’ll be popping by to visit more often. Also, sad to see you’ve left the island, but it isn’t going anywhere (save for tectonic drift, of course) and it waits for your return.
September 19, 2008 at 10:42 am |
Wolfgrrl: I already miss VI, so thanks for the kind words (indeed, I am sure to return…). And for the link to your blogroll!
September 19, 2008 at 10:52 am |
Why time?
September 19, 2008 at 11:06 am |
The longer someone is in politics, the worse they look. And I’m not talking about gray hair or wearing pantsuits…
September 21, 2008 at 11:56 pm |
Time heals all scars; time also scars all heels.
Isn’t this “time” clause applicable to everything in life. I do not know many people who come away unravaged by time.