In lieu of shouting

sometime, the peeps have said this journal is ALL about thee shouting. Today i've been introspective. I got that fall-internalize-all-life's-melancholy feeling in San Fran, and fight it as i always do, i have been thinking alot about loss...

Do You Realize - that you have the most beautiful face
Do You Realize - we're floating in space -
Do You Realize - that happiness makes you cry
Do You Realize - that everyone you know someday will die

And instead of saying all of your goodbyes - let them know
You realize that life goes fast
It's hard to make the good things last
You realize the sun doesn't go down
It's just an illusion caused by the world spinning round

Do You Realize
Do You Realize - that everyone you know
Someday will die -

now, that's a pretty heavy series of words, all jumbled together in row on row pulling meaning out of some squiggles on a page. I've been thinking about significance, loss, meaning, and non-attachment.

what makes a car *your* car? What makes a song make you cry (and there is one, "canon" which still oncfounds me, makes me blubber everytime), What makes a memory linger...

Do you realize that everyone you know someday will die, and every thought you have will vaporize?