Being an American Pow makes me wonder.
Who won best film at the Oscors?
I also have been going over something over and over in my head. It's a song lyric by Evan Dando. "I don't need you to suck my dick to make me feel good about myself." I used to laugh about that. I thought it was true. I wonder if that's true to me now.
I don't know about God anymore. Who's side is he on anyway? All I know it that Allah has not called out to me in the middle of the night to change me, and make me right. I wonder if there's two Gods, and which God gets you when you die as a pow in the Iraqi army.
He swims. He gnaws. He builds dams. He moves us with his intelligence and grace. He is the Wily Beaver. And he is here to INTUBATE us all.
Sunday, March 23, 2003
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