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BURNINGBIRD
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a node at the edge
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July 15, 2002
 In the shallows...
In the shallows, in soft, soft sand, you can stand very still and the little fishies will nibble at your toes. In the shallows, in soft, soft sand, you can look down through clear, clear water and be master of all you see. In the shallows, in soft, soft sand, you can laugh at tiny ripples of water lapping ineffectually at your ankles. In the shallows, in soft, soft sand, you are God. Until a big goddamn wave comes along and sucks you in, and you're pushed here and there at the mercy of energies beyond your control with Big Fishies wanting to do more than nibble at your toes in water that's murky and dark and unknown and scary and you think to yourself, "Holy shit! What just happened!?!", as your only hope is to ride along, follow the current, and stay afloat, looking for an escape... ...back to the shallows, and the soft, soft sand. Posted by Bb at July 15, 2002 09:02 AM Comments
Darn that big bully ocean... always doing just what it wants, pushing around the little folk. We should stand up to it. Yeah, we should Bomb The Ocean Dry. That'll learn it to keep us from standing safely in the shallows. Or did I miss your point? :) Posted by: steve himmer on July 15, 2002 10:06 AMSteve, it's a Rorschach posting ;-) Posted by: Bb aka Shelley aka Weblog Bosswoman on July 15, 2002 10:33 AMUh, some of us are not very comfortable with the *fishies* analogy. Wouldn't it be better to use bears and woods and earthquakes and things like that? :-) Posted by: fishrush on July 15, 2002 10:36 AMHmmmm. So, tell me: are you a little fishie? Or are you a Big Fishie? And watch out - TIP is everywhere, just looking for the wrong kind of "fishie". Swim right. Or else. Posted by: Bb aka Shelley aka Weblog Bosswoman on July 15, 2002 10:39 AMPost a comment
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