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Rueben and I just saw Across the Universe. It was a great movie.

I don't know what more to say.

It presented realities.

I've always had a problem with reality. Not reality in the sense of knowing what's going on in the 'real' world, but my alternate realities. The ones in my head. The reality of what could happen. What might happen, what seemed to happen, what didn't happen, but seemed like it did.

I've had this problem since I was a small child.

I feel like I have so much to say, but I can't possibly scratch the surface here. I want _____ . I need _____ .

I'm good at playing by the rules, but that doesn't mean I like it.

I think I'm Marxist leftist...whatever that means nowadays.

I'm writing a speech on Mike Gravel and one of the articles I found while researching was called: "Mike Gravel, more Leftist than Marx"

How can I rely on words to explain myself when they simply can't? That's one of the things I've learned these past few years. I envy those who can use words to their advantage. I just fumble with them. I don't get them.

I got music and I turned my back on that. What do I have left? Two years of college, and three more to go so I can teach kids of average ability how to read the sentence: The cat sat on the mat.

Let's face it, without some time of national initiative on the part of the people, this country will never be more than substandard in anything but blowing things up.

Oh the things I could have done, you could have done, we could have done, if only we were given the chance. The opportunity. Limited opportunity isn't enough to make humanity what it should be.

Everything should be unlimited. Free healthcare, free education.

I don't care if we need to be like China and weed people out at sixth grade. Look who's on top. China.

Why would you let children who will never get it hinder the children who could change the country? Why do you bring down the best to make everyone average ? What good does that do?

It kills everything. It killed me.

5 ::watch me bleed:: | ::cut me open...::