The People didn't spoke, and so perhaps nor will I. I post and I post, yet receive so few comments, even for such gems as "Embarrassing Questions." What went wrong? Did I make too many spelling mistakes? Did stir feelings in your heart that you had tried so hard to forget? Fuck Muriel, I don't know. And so I sit here alone, pondering whether to brave another day in this quiet world. I think, perhaps Zoe's Photo Journal will die today. Yes, yes it will die. Nothing will change its course. Nothing! Nothing at all so don't even try! Nothing...except for maybe The People, Big or Little, if they rise up and Spoke again.
4 comments:
Oh quiet world.
quiet quiet world.
Alas Zoe, I too feel your pain, no one comments on my photos either (thats pronounced I-ther). I sometimes wonder if its worth it carrying on with a dream that seems to help no one, and then i look back on that one comments left by someone, and I remember why I started this foolish venture. To change the world, one set of eyes at a time zo! One set at a time, dont give up, so much awaits us! CARRY ON! CARRY ON INTO THE SUN MY SISTER! CARRY ON UNTIL GOD HIMSELF TAKES US INTO THE OBLIVION OF DEATH! CARRY ON TILL WE CAN NO LONGER CARRY OURSELVES!
steve
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