This is my moment-when my long awaited epiphany finally completed itself- and I learned how to live life from an hour with a hippy who sold avon- life is life- and love is pure- whichever way it swings- thoughts can be meaningless-so I dont need to think anymore- secrets should remain just secrets- and I still remain less hopeful-and we should keep more nuetral------ trashing my moment-hoping for a quick lay-an overcolored skip in my benevolent life-to make it seem romantic again- before Im back to sanity- back to loving for the sake of living- loving something I hoped to come in a different form-I hoped to be ignorant again-hope to never want again-now Im left subjacent in my own uncertainty-