I went out with Sean tonight to see the matrix, and oh man, THE ENDING!!
here we are, pumped up with battle mech fight scenes and explosions all over the place, punches flying, concrete, glass...water...MAN!! and THEN! Neo DIES!! He just EXPLODES!!!
And you wanna know somethin else??? Agent Smith IS Neo, well, he's his opposite! Crazy huh? So of course when Neo and the rest of the Agent Smiths explode, it's cause there had to be a balance, one can't exist without the other...negative poles and positive poles...and you see the older oracle lying in the ditch where Smith died...he was being controlled? hm...*rubs chin* Oh, and Trinity, she dies too...after Neo got his eye's destroyed by Smith's little pawn. Bane...and of course the machines didn't destroy Zion, and everyone rejoiced, "yay!"
here we are, pumped up with battle mech fight scenes and explosions all over the place, punches flying, concrete, glass...water...MAN!! and THEN! Neo DIES!! He just EXPLODES!!!
And you wanna know somethin else??? Agent Smith IS Neo, well, he's his opposite! Crazy huh? So of course when Neo and the rest of the Agent Smiths explode, it's cause there had to be a balance, one can't exist without the other...negative poles and positive poles...and you see the older oracle lying in the ditch where Smith died...he was being controlled? hm...*rubs chin* Oh, and Trinity, she dies too...after Neo got his eye's destroyed by Smith's little pawn. Bane...and of course the machines didn't destroy Zion, and everyone rejoiced, "yay!"
Then there was a little girl named Sothi who was, apparently, the last exile...? hm, you tell me...
(wa ha hah hah...ok, I blacked it out...I never boasted evil...)
I'm happy :) I watched his car leaving down the street from my driveway, stood out in the night and the cold air feeling content and wistful at the same time. There are some nights that make me feel eerie to be outside, when something disturbs my senses and makes me feel as though I've shrunk and the blackness has expanded and absorbed...it's hard to explain I suppose...you might put it in one word perhaps: paranoia. Although, on those kind of nights I'm not afraid, just...disturbed, out of place, something gives me reason to step warily and I can't identify it. I haven't felt that way for a little while, even so, tonight I wanted to embrace the night :) I wanted to sit in the middle of my yard and gaze, not at the stars, but at the wind swaying the branches of our willow tree. I wanted to see a bat and think about nighthawks at twighlight.
(wa ha hah hah...ok, I blacked it out...I never boasted evil...)
I'm happy :) I watched his car leaving down the street from my driveway, stood out in the night and the cold air feeling content and wistful at the same time. There are some nights that make me feel eerie to be outside, when something disturbs my senses and makes me feel as though I've shrunk and the blackness has expanded and absorbed...it's hard to explain I suppose...you might put it in one word perhaps: paranoia. Although, on those kind of nights I'm not afraid, just...disturbed, out of place, something gives me reason to step warily and I can't identify it. I haven't felt that way for a little while, even so, tonight I wanted to embrace the night :) I wanted to sit in the middle of my yard and gaze, not at the stars, but at the wind swaying the branches of our willow tree. I wanted to see a bat and think about nighthawks at twighlight.
He took my chin, if just for a second, to turn my head to him... I love his kiss, his arms, his chest, his smell. (The bear still smells like you :) ) The sound of his voice, and his laugh, are wonderful to me. with Sean, I feel...well, warm in a sense, to put it in as simple a term as my love for him will allow...such a description may still be much too simple...though I have to admit I do lose touch with some things while I'm with him. Like stress and frustration... He says it's nice to feel me breathe relief into his arms...I think so too...