My friend the prophet. She said, "the pumpkin king has more poetry for me to read, the skinny kind, related to wolves." She also said, "alestar will be the next michael flatley." Both of these things are true.

She agrees with me when I say that so much has happened, so many things were not true and have now become so, that it seems like a massive update, to explain what I am. So massive, the only things I can find to say are quotes from old journal entries.

Lise never recognizes her quotes. I think that makes her a bigger prophet. She said, "I can't seem to get out of the habit of talking just to hear the words." that's what prophecy is. It's when you talk and try to mean something that you get everything ass-backwards.

I don't remember who it was or where I read it, but some old famous poet was meeting with some other old famous poets; and a fight broke out; and the poet said to the other poets, "The problem with you is that you write about things."

Of course, another poet replied, "the problem with you is that you write about garbledy-gook"-- but I think he was Robert Frost, and, well, you just can't put much stock in what repressed homosexuals say "the problem" is, can you?

I seem to have three kinds of journal-reading days. I read Devon's journal and Lise's journal on a specific kind of journal-reading day. When I want truth and nonsense, and to sometimes hear my name. mostly truth. You have to go back to old entries, because the only way to understand a prophecy is to take it out of the environment in which it was spoken. because of all the smoke, y'know. what is that old jack kerouac quote. "You start off by suckin in / milk / And you end up suckin in / smoke / And you know / what milk and smoke / Denote."

The other two kind of journal-reading days each include two journals with specific characteristics, but I'm not gonna go into detail there, 'cause then people feel excluded or whatever. whatever. But this thing reminds me of something. The three sets of two. I don't know what.

no, wait, I do know what. The NSYNC concert on CBS last week. The Live from Atlantis concert. It was the five of them, and Tim McGraw; they divided up into three groups of two. Chris and Lance; Joey and Justin; JC and Tim. They sang Fire and Rain.

Won't you look down upon me, Jesus. You gotta help me make a stand, just gotta see me through another day. My body's aching and my time is at hand. I won't, make it, any other way.

Michael Flately once said, "When people say they don't like me. They're lying."

that's me.

--A