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Originally Posted by winged_dreams
My brain randomly brings up memories and this time I remembered about when I went to Germany and saw a concentration camp. I don't believe in dieties and I'm still out on the subject of spirits (although I don't believe in magic) and what not. But when I was in the camp it felt the sadness was a palatable thing. It was quite chilly, a bit due to the weather but there was this pall of sadness and death that permeated the area. I felt like crying as I walked through. It was a good experience though. It's a slap in the face. The Holocaust isn't just something you read about in history books. It happened and you're in one of the places where it happened. We can't let something like this happen again. Those were my thoughts. This whole post was pretty random but perhaps you'll get something out of it.
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Went to Dachau once (sp?)... Not only sadness... Pressure like being stuck in a cold tube of whipped cream... barely able to breathe...
... blegh... enough shivering memories... not enough coffee though, and even less smokes...
Brown skies and green grounds do not a cup of coffee make... Random much? My sliding into overdrive with overdriven exhaustion... Leaving hell soon... Or soon going? Who knows? Who cares in this little frozen hell? (And who the hell said that they could turn Iraq cold on me!!! GOD! I did NOT get that memo!... So what if I shot the last messenger!) I care... Homeward bound! Speaking of dogs and speaking walruses of kings and cabbages and planes... "De plane boss! De plane!!" De plane walker is gone... Lucky him... Soon maybe to see me if he is a better man than I... Would be cool to hang wit de plane man.... *werd* says I... Back to the present... Back to the now... Boredom increases as we do our daily routines and a new life is lost as I type these lines, or so they say when the call me through my lines to process for them... I wonder who the poor bastard was... New life needed... New dreams without war... and an end to nightmares both awake and dreaming... Saw some trauma patients the other day... No wonder I'm having nightmares... If I'm not watching it happen I'm there for the after effects... Or maybe thats not it at all... Maybe since I came down here expecting it and they did not I should be where they are and them where I am? Who knows the ways of the twisted mind... ~Chuckle~... Starting to sound like Bexxle... Maybe I AM going crazy... lol... But I want My own White strappy jacket Mister! Not HERS!!! ... Blegh... It'll all be over soon... and one way or another I'll try to party and play the music loud enough to drown out the screams... be it at the left hand of the devil or at the right hand of man...
Shit...
I'm really not that depressed and angsty goth people... just running through my mind... this is the daily grind... enough to make some men break... and others laugh... me? It just makes me piss in the wind... See? There I go... pissin in the wind again... Onto music I think...
~The Gypsy~