Diaristic Notations

Saturday, January 24, 2009

They talked
about God at dinner
and wondered if he
ate red meat.

So since we have the sam-
e god, we can be friends —
right?

But what about those wi-
th other or no god(s) – can
we be friends too?

We all see
the same things

differently.

A new president, a
new day.

And a new slate.

What is wrong with
people?

Give
me liberty
or give me
death.

He smiled so much
his mouth became a
resting place for
cold and/or frightened
birds and bees —