pedro the lion is neo in my musical matrix.
it was a splendid show, although a bit short for my taste.
my taste would have him play every song he has ever written twice, with plenty of between song banter.
i am frustrated with myself today, due to my lack of consistency.
i say i want truth.
but i dont seek out truth.
instead my actions show that i still desire feelings over facts, and fiction over reality.
i want the reality tv of spirituality.
just enough truth mixed with edgy cliff hangers and half naked women to keep me tuned in.
i wish i had that morpehous kind of faith.
the kind that says "my beliefs dont require them to (belive as i do)"
i also wish i had that ability to fly throughout the matrix kind of faith.
4:20 p.m. - 2003-05-16
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