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I'm such a weakling. Suddenly I find myself unable to sleep. Every time I close my eyes the vision of people jumping from buildings... terrified Americans rushing the streets... and the image of crushed human beings underneath 60 feet of rubble plays in my mind as if my eyelids are some kind of grotesque moviescreen.

It really is like a movie... you know. I never realized how realistic those special effects were until now. Until I realized how desensitized I was already to the pictures being displayed on my screen. Until I realized... That's not just a cardboard box with a makeshift plane cutting through it. That's a 747 cutting through the fucking WTC.

The TV is beginning to play other things than the news. I have no more excuse to think of the things that have been happening... But I can't. I don't think I can rest easily until every thing that can be found out is found out... And those that should be punished are punished.

For now... I just want to be able to go to sleep without imagining the cries of those poor people in wheelchairs at the stairway hoping somebody -- anybody -- will help them down the stairs.

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Posted by Kim @ 04:32 AM PST

3 have spoken

Missed the chorus

i wake up in the morning and i wonder... why's everything the same as it was? I cant understand no icant understand... how life goes on... the way it does

Posted by Kim @ 09/13/2001 03:49 PM PST

"Why does the sun go on shining? Why does the sea rush to shore? Don't they know its the end of the world cause you don't love me anymore? Why do the birds go on singing? Why do the stars glow above, Don't they know its the end of the world it ended when I lost your love. Why does my heart go on beating? Why do these eyes of mine cry? Don't they know its the end of the world, it ended when you said goodbye..."

Posted by Kim @ 09/13/2001 03:47 PM PST

yet somehow, life goes on

Posted by Trevor [virtual dwelling] @ 09/13/2001 02:53 PM PST