All original material in KaraMac@Mindsay © 2009

I found it myself.

"You must live in the present, launch yourself on every wave, find your eternity in each moment. Fools stand on their island of opportunities and look toward another land. There is no other land, there is no other life but this." Thoreau

It's tragic that my stimuli comes from philosophers whose energies are only what the shelves in my heart may be solidified by. I don't allow the shelves to hold artifacts, per say, because I feel that, as much as I love people, I can't seem to find that brain that understands mine. Who cares. I'm fine with me, and I'll ride faith until it throws me off.