Last Updated 9/19/2002
"In the end, it doesn't matter a damn bit. We thought we were special, opening our
perceptions, honing our empathy, spilling that cauldron of shared pain onto the
dance floor of language and then trying to make a minuet out of all that chaotic
hurt. It doesn't matter a damn bit. We're no avatars, no sons of god or man. We're
only us, scribbling our conceits alone, reading alone, and dying alone."
Welcome to my web site, where I post my poetry, quotes, and other writings that
may be of interest. I offer no explanations of the meaning of my poetry, since
good poetry captures the emotion of a situation and may be applied in many areas.
If you would like to contact me about any of the writings, please sign my guest book
below. I hope my writings can help you in some way - enjoy.
- excerpt from The Fall of Hyperion, by Dan Simmons
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