I've been receiving...

"I never spoke with God..." K.N.



I didn't have time to say that Blue Man Group is one of the best shows in the world to see, I didn't have time to say how shit some companies are, I didn't have time to read this awesome book; I didn't have to review Romeo and Juliet play I've seen in the Castle and I didn't have time to reply to my Friend's e-mail. Well, I'm trying.

Listen, Dear Friend, that's the problem with all this time stealing. You cannot steal anybody's time. There's one time and we are all sharing it. And that's all we are supposed to do. There is no point in being too busy to say something important or to reply to your Friend's letter. And if people do - they're shit! (a) I am being depressed b)I am being very drunk).

He said: "It's good that there is a blog to read; good that there is someone to write to; good that there is love that can be experienced; that there is a hand that you can get hold of".

He said that and made me feel silly and pointless...

But hey, isn't it what Friends are for?...

PS. Found it on Jonathan Carroll's website:


THE END OF PARADISE
by Jack Gilbert
When the angels found him sitting in the half lightof his kerosene lamp eating lentils, his eyes widened.But all he said was could he leave a note. The onewearing black looked at the one wearing red who shrugged,so he began writing, desperately. Wadded the messageinto an envelope and wrote ANNA on the front. Quicklybegan another, shoulders hunched, afraid of them.Finished and wrote PIMPAPORN on it. Began a thirdone and the heavy angel growled. "I have Schubert,"the man offered, turning on the tape. The one in blacksaid quietly that at least he didn't say "So soon!"When the ink ran out, the man whimpered and struggledto the table piled with books and drafts. He finishedagain and scrawled SUZANNE across it. The one in redgrowled again and the man said he would put on his shoes.When they took him out into the smell of dry vetchand the ocean, he began to hold back, pleading:"I didn't put the addresses! I don't want them to thinkI forgot." "It doesn't matter," the better angel said,"they have been dead for years."

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Isn't that exactly what I meant?...