to me this is not blind
tho i feel it so deeply

not blind
because those lines
trace a random pattern for me
that i understand

but
it leaves me mute
because there is so much inside
that can not come out
that i can not express
looking into this

you know
i just went back to flog
and looked for a bit
with all its problems
there is still so much more spirit there
than on flickr

it still inspires some hope in me
that i will not always feel this blind
flickr never does that
it's just too easy
i guess i need something to hit up against
i don't like all my options handed to me
i need to fight for them

i don't know why i am writing this here
maybe because the blindness has less to do with some deficiency within
and more to do with poor choices
more to do with forgetting how to fight the good fight
more to do with forgetting one's self

at least i feel that's where mine comes from

love you

the good fight
all worth be fought

ly2**