"Let Cometh The Light Unto It's Master" Called the Traveler Out To The Light As It Rose Brillantly Over The Hillside
Friends this post shall be dedicated solely to Angel. For it is Angel that my thoughts are on tonight, mainly because I just read her blog.
Well my dear we've come along way and we were nearly parted but look what we've outlasted. Through thick and thin, through the good and the bad and were still going. I should like to hope that if I can have this kind of connection with you then perhaps there is hope for me in romance yet. I know that we shall continue to keep this unique and strong friendship bond we have. But the important part is that we lasted a very horrible time together and though we were very close to not having that friendship, we found our way through the fog. Just remember that no matter how dark your day, how lost you get, and no matter what your trouble I am here to drive back the dark, stand as a shining beacon, and chase away your troubles with you. All I ask is that you offer the same to me, to be my lighthouse in the great darkness where the fortress of my mind is contained. I know there are going to many times you dont understand me or my actions but stay the course with me. There will be times when I lock myself in the tower of my mind and watch from atop that tower in my depression wondering why I have to be so far away from the normal populous but stay the course with me. And I'll see you on Monday then Tuesday for the fieldtrip.
SVS
A journey into the mind of madness and into the heart of the confused.
Saturday, October 25, 2003
Sunday, October 19, 2003
And From Out Of The Storm Came The Light Once More, Shining Down To Light The Path
Good evening once again, I have returned to you all once more, bearing stories and insights from the events in my life. Today (specifically at about 7:30 p.m.) I returned from a three day Geology field trip to Mt. Saint Helens and I have much to share. First off the trip was great and I thouroughly enjoyed it as well as all the others who went. But more importantly are the things I have learned from this trip. I will get to everything all in good time.
To start with was the trip up to the great mountain. The first day we stopped at Ape Cave and went spelunking inside the ancient lava tube (specifically the long one). This was my first indication I should have packed better for this trip. I had to wear my trench-coat into the cave which was all kinda of trouble sine there were ledges to climb, massive rocks to circumvent and a great deal of other obstacles up toa nd inculding water. I also forgot, in my haste, to pack a flashlight so I had to borrow one from Dr. Metzger (I dont use nickmaes for my professors since I refuse to bad mouth them here). But we got out alive and it was actually fairly fun. We also happened to meet some Astonians who were mushroom picking at the moutains base and had lost their way back to their car and it was really starting to get cold outside, so we gave them a lift back to their car and helped them find their friends. All in all I dont want to go over every detail of the trip but suffice it to say we had several more rather interestign and fun excersions, those of you who are interested just ask me about them. But there is something far mroe important that I wish to discuss here, more precisely it is something I have been thinking about and I have come to a descision about. On this trip I spent the better part of the time sitting in a van watching Mr. Happy and Ms. Quiet sitting together and sharing little smiles, having fun in a very sweet manner that only they understand, and I began to think. Though this is not the same type of relationship Angel and I have, it is similar in that I remember times when we could be close like that and I think about it now and the fact we no longer have that. In my opinion I still have every right to be angry and hurt but is it worth it to sulk and continually feel that pain? No, I was becoming my own worst enemy. So something must be done, but what? Well Angel, and I hope you'll read this, I have something very special to say.
"I can show you the world, shining, shimmering, splendid. Tell me princess when did you last let your heart decide? I can open your eyes, take you wonder by wonder, over sideways and under, on a magic carpet ride.
A whole new world, a new fantastic point of view. No one to tell us no or where to go or say were only dreaming.
A whole new world, a dazzling place I never new but now from way up here its crystal clear I'm in a whole new world with you.
Unbelievable sights, indescribable feeling, soaring, tumbling, free-wheeling through and endless diamond sky.
A whole new world.
dont you dare close your eyes
A hundred thousand things to see.
hold your breath, it gets better
I'm like a shooting star, I've come so far I cant go back to where I use to be.
A whole new world. With new horizons to pursue. I'll chase them anywhere, there's time to spare.
let me share this whole new world with you
A whole new world.
a whole new world
A new fantastic point of view. No one to tell us no, or where to go, or say were only dreaming.
A whole new world.
every turn a surprise
With new horizons to pursue.
every moment gets better
I'll chase them anywhere, there's time to spare
anywhere
theres time to spare
let me share
This whole new world with you
a whole new world
a whole new world
that's where we'll be
where we will be
a thrilling chase,
a wonderous place
For you and............meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee."
Time to let by gones be by gones.
SVS
Good evening once again, I have returned to you all once more, bearing stories and insights from the events in my life. Today (specifically at about 7:30 p.m.) I returned from a three day Geology field trip to Mt. Saint Helens and I have much to share. First off the trip was great and I thouroughly enjoyed it as well as all the others who went. But more importantly are the things I have learned from this trip. I will get to everything all in good time.
To start with was the trip up to the great mountain. The first day we stopped at Ape Cave and went spelunking inside the ancient lava tube (specifically the long one). This was my first indication I should have packed better for this trip. I had to wear my trench-coat into the cave which was all kinda of trouble sine there were ledges to climb, massive rocks to circumvent and a great deal of other obstacles up toa nd inculding water. I also forgot, in my haste, to pack a flashlight so I had to borrow one from Dr. Metzger (I dont use nickmaes for my professors since I refuse to bad mouth them here). But we got out alive and it was actually fairly fun. We also happened to meet some Astonians who were mushroom picking at the moutains base and had lost their way back to their car and it was really starting to get cold outside, so we gave them a lift back to their car and helped them find their friends. All in all I dont want to go over every detail of the trip but suffice it to say we had several more rather interestign and fun excersions, those of you who are interested just ask me about them. But there is something far mroe important that I wish to discuss here, more precisely it is something I have been thinking about and I have come to a descision about. On this trip I spent the better part of the time sitting in a van watching Mr. Happy and Ms. Quiet sitting together and sharing little smiles, having fun in a very sweet manner that only they understand, and I began to think. Though this is not the same type of relationship Angel and I have, it is similar in that I remember times when we could be close like that and I think about it now and the fact we no longer have that. In my opinion I still have every right to be angry and hurt but is it worth it to sulk and continually feel that pain? No, I was becoming my own worst enemy. So something must be done, but what? Well Angel, and I hope you'll read this, I have something very special to say.
"I can show you the world, shining, shimmering, splendid. Tell me princess when did you last let your heart decide? I can open your eyes, take you wonder by wonder, over sideways and under, on a magic carpet ride.
A whole new world, a new fantastic point of view. No one to tell us no or where to go or say were only dreaming.
A whole new world, a dazzling place I never new but now from way up here its crystal clear I'm in a whole new world with you.
Unbelievable sights, indescribable feeling, soaring, tumbling, free-wheeling through and endless diamond sky.
A whole new world.
dont you dare close your eyes
A hundred thousand things to see.
hold your breath, it gets better
I'm like a shooting star, I've come so far I cant go back to where I use to be.
A whole new world. With new horizons to pursue. I'll chase them anywhere, there's time to spare.
let me share this whole new world with you
A whole new world.
a whole new world
A new fantastic point of view. No one to tell us no, or where to go, or say were only dreaming.
A whole new world.
every turn a surprise
With new horizons to pursue.
every moment gets better
I'll chase them anywhere, there's time to spare
anywhere
theres time to spare
let me share
This whole new world with you
a whole new world
a whole new world
that's where we'll be
where we will be
a thrilling chase,
a wonderous place
For you and............meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee."
Time to let by gones be by gones.
SVS
Saturday, October 11, 2003
The Power Of The Storm Had Finally Been Brought To A Calm And The Traveler Moved On
Good afternoon friends, I am feeling much more relaxed today but every bit as "up-tight". Much to the dismay of my critics and opposers I am probably goign to remain "up-tight" for some time. I cannot see anytime in the near future when my guard will be let down and anyone will be allowed through those great iron gates of my mind. Well nto anytime soon save for my trip to Vegas this summer, perhaps something then will change but I highly doubt that. Though I hold them dear in my mind, my male companions simply fail to relieve much of my strain and it seems I cannot trust my only near female companion (Angel), and the others do not live close, though I talk to three of them on a regular basis. This has created in me a lack of trust in people, save for those closest to me. I cannot help but laugh at all this, because even though I can easily analize myself and identify the problem I am unable to do anything about it, perhaps I need only rely on time for they say it heals all wounds and buries all problems.
I once used to rely on friends and loved ones to help every once in awhile but I understand that one must rely on themselves. Yet my promise to help others remains strong, if ever somone needed my council, my comfort, my help, or just a non-judgemental ear to listen to their sorrows then I will remain forever at their disposal but I would never expect it of anyone else. I suppose all I can hope for is that this kind of thinking will grow in others and that one day the all will be well.
Private Jackass, may fate guide him through along his path, once explained somethign to me. We were talking late one night (early morning, whatever) about each other and he was speaking of how he saw the two of us and how he compaired us. He was explaining how we each handle relationships with the opposite sex differently. On his side he prefers to date a variety of people and have more youthful fun but doesnt really have the courage to remain with one person and open up to them. Whereas I (in his perception) have a more solitary goal in mind, while I probably need the fun I would rather find one person and build a relationship with them (likely due to the fact that, like any artist, a writer must build and create). That, between the two of us, (and this touched me) "you would treat a woman how she deserves to be treated". That was one of his more profound conversations and the kind of thing that binds us as friends. Though I think he may have over-exaggereated on a few parts.
One thing that may make me more "up-tight" is the fact that I am not actively looking for female companionship any longer. I have more important things to focus on, if such things are out there then they must come to me first, I dont have time to waist going about looking. Though if it does come looking my door is forever open and my mind is always very open to all possibilities.
SVS
Good afternoon friends, I am feeling much more relaxed today but every bit as "up-tight". Much to the dismay of my critics and opposers I am probably goign to remain "up-tight" for some time. I cannot see anytime in the near future when my guard will be let down and anyone will be allowed through those great iron gates of my mind. Well nto anytime soon save for my trip to Vegas this summer, perhaps something then will change but I highly doubt that. Though I hold them dear in my mind, my male companions simply fail to relieve much of my strain and it seems I cannot trust my only near female companion (Angel), and the others do not live close, though I talk to three of them on a regular basis. This has created in me a lack of trust in people, save for those closest to me. I cannot help but laugh at all this, because even though I can easily analize myself and identify the problem I am unable to do anything about it, perhaps I need only rely on time for they say it heals all wounds and buries all problems.
I once used to rely on friends and loved ones to help every once in awhile but I understand that one must rely on themselves. Yet my promise to help others remains strong, if ever somone needed my council, my comfort, my help, or just a non-judgemental ear to listen to their sorrows then I will remain forever at their disposal but I would never expect it of anyone else. I suppose all I can hope for is that this kind of thinking will grow in others and that one day the all will be well.
Private Jackass, may fate guide him through along his path, once explained somethign to me. We were talking late one night (early morning, whatever) about each other and he was speaking of how he saw the two of us and how he compaired us. He was explaining how we each handle relationships with the opposite sex differently. On his side he prefers to date a variety of people and have more youthful fun but doesnt really have the courage to remain with one person and open up to them. Whereas I (in his perception) have a more solitary goal in mind, while I probably need the fun I would rather find one person and build a relationship with them (likely due to the fact that, like any artist, a writer must build and create). That, between the two of us, (and this touched me) "you would treat a woman how she deserves to be treated". That was one of his more profound conversations and the kind of thing that binds us as friends. Though I think he may have over-exaggereated on a few parts.
One thing that may make me more "up-tight" is the fact that I am not actively looking for female companionship any longer. I have more important things to focus on, if such things are out there then they must come to me first, I dont have time to waist going about looking. Though if it does come looking my door is forever open and my mind is always very open to all possibilities.
SVS
Friday, October 10, 2003
As The Traveler Looked Out Into The Storm He Stood Up Proudly And Yelled Into The WInds And Thunder To Blatantly Defy It And Challenge The Power Of That Storm
I was thinking and I have decided that I have more to say. Recently I have heard one of the things that beguiles my anger and brings my blood to a boiling point, the same comment I have heard from 4-5 different people and never to my face "He really needs to get laid". And ya know what? Fuck that. Such stupid comments are beyond contempt. You thought I was uptight before? That I was rather stoggy and upright in how I present myself to other people? Well that kind of thinking makes me even more so because I would not lower myself or demean the ideals of love by using it as a cheap and ugly way of relieving stress. Maybe the rest of this world cant handle the weight of everyday problems but for me, I carry my problems on my shoulders and relieve them the proper way, by solving the problems and ridding myself of those who only cause more of them. I have only just begun to get "up-tight", I welcome anyone with courage to directly face me and present their problems, to do so to a second or third party is utter cowardess. Come to me and I will deal with you directly, if you think you have the ability. But if you dont, then that only shows the world that you fear me and that you do not have it in you to look into my eyes and defend yourself verbally.
But to you who do stand by me and do have the courage to often times stand in front of me and present your problems I humbly thank you and I commend you for the corage to face your problems head on like humans should. Damned be those who would think to try and pull you down to their levels. For it is you who shall help forge the future. I encourage every human being to be all that they can be by facing their problems, be willing to be in touch with their feelings, be willing to cry once in awhile, be strong enough to be gentle, be bold enough to retreat when it is needed, have faith enough in yourself to shrug off the chains of religion and go it alone, be willing to share yourself and yours feelings with friends and loved onces in order to create more fulfilling relationships, and for us to call one another friend.
SVS
I was thinking and I have decided that I have more to say. Recently I have heard one of the things that beguiles my anger and brings my blood to a boiling point, the same comment I have heard from 4-5 different people and never to my face "He really needs to get laid". And ya know what? Fuck that. Such stupid comments are beyond contempt. You thought I was uptight before? That I was rather stoggy and upright in how I present myself to other people? Well that kind of thinking makes me even more so because I would not lower myself or demean the ideals of love by using it as a cheap and ugly way of relieving stress. Maybe the rest of this world cant handle the weight of everyday problems but for me, I carry my problems on my shoulders and relieve them the proper way, by solving the problems and ridding myself of those who only cause more of them. I have only just begun to get "up-tight", I welcome anyone with courage to directly face me and present their problems, to do so to a second or third party is utter cowardess. Come to me and I will deal with you directly, if you think you have the ability. But if you dont, then that only shows the world that you fear me and that you do not have it in you to look into my eyes and defend yourself verbally.
But to you who do stand by me and do have the courage to often times stand in front of me and present your problems I humbly thank you and I commend you for the corage to face your problems head on like humans should. Damned be those who would think to try and pull you down to their levels. For it is you who shall help forge the future. I encourage every human being to be all that they can be by facing their problems, be willing to be in touch with their feelings, be willing to cry once in awhile, be strong enough to be gentle, be bold enough to retreat when it is needed, have faith enough in yourself to shrug off the chains of religion and go it alone, be willing to share yourself and yours feelings with friends and loved onces in order to create more fulfilling relationships, and for us to call one another friend.
SVS
The Winds Howled And Thunder Threatened To Deafen The Traveler As He Stood Atop The Seaside Cliffs Marveling At The Power Of The Storm
Greetings friends, I would have posted sooner and in fact I had even written a very nice entry full of interesting things but something went wrong and my Net browser cut me off and delted everything I wrote before I had the chance to post. At any rate I am here now and ready to submit more for the pleasure of your eyes as well as your mind. Lately I have been somewhat sick off and on, mostly allergies to various things I believe. But overall things have been stable at the least and mildly content at best. My anger towards Angel remains moderate and is obvious by my sharp witted comments towards her and my rather arrogant looks. Yet some how I do not feel the leat bit guilty and in truth, I have no reason to.
It is at this time we shall introduce a new character to our little life long play. He shall be called Mr. Happy, a fitting name if ever there was one, though often tiems that happiness is not always so true. And with Mr. Happy comes his "friend", as he is so often fond of saying, Ms. Quiet, so named for her less than talkative nature. As it is this writers observation fo the two, there could not be a better match made in heaven if God himself had tried. However, like all good love stories, the two are forever being torn apart by forces beyond their control, and ocassionally by their own doubts. Mr. Happy is a force of natural positivity whom I consider a very good friend and a trusted confidant. He is always trying to stay positive but also trying to understand the world around him at the same time, two things that do not always mix well. But our Mr. Happy has one very large problem in the middle of his scholastic life, he is very much enraptured and entraced by Ms. Quiet. One can easily tell that the two belong together by the good way they make each other feel, this is obvious to even the most socially dim of humanity. Behind this obvious romantic friendship lies unforseen troubles that seem to keep them apart, though those troubles are apparently less obvious to the outsider. Whatever the troubles though, it is clear that these two belogn together and make one another happy, and afterall what is the point of life if your not happy? And when you find someone that makes you happy should any other opinion or trouble stop you from being with them? It is this writers opinion that NO, just find a way to be happy, thats all that matters.
But this is not a journal about Mr. Happy and Ms. Quiet, this is all about yours truly. Now on to myself. I am not sure what exactly it is that I have been feelign lately but it feels familiar, like something known in a hazy dream. There is always that constant emptiness inside me like something is missing but there is something new that isnt willing to be everyones door-mat and is more than willing to strike back at those who would dare try. Many of my friends are good people who the next sentence does not apply but to those whom it does apply to, listen closely. Compared to the depravity of your lives and the things you do but choose to either forget or sweep under the carpet of your mind......I am God by sheer comparison, I would not hesitate to turn away from the things you do in the shadows of Armory's, Military Bases, and institutions of higher learning. A few of you often profess to be devout christians who are in worship of God, think again little liars, I am 10 times the Christian, remember the Bible preaches no sex before marriage and that God knows the guilt and things you think about, if that was the basis for judgement I would be safe would you? I think not. I would suggest to you that you think twice before judging me, take a look inside first then see if you still have the strength to cast that first stone, and to see what you CHerish in life.
And just in case you all want a perfect example of depravity, betrayl, and utter comtempt for the sanctity of life that this writer holds dear, I submit peoples exhibit #1 http://missangeldust.blogspot.com/
SVS
Greetings friends, I would have posted sooner and in fact I had even written a very nice entry full of interesting things but something went wrong and my Net browser cut me off and delted everything I wrote before I had the chance to post. At any rate I am here now and ready to submit more for the pleasure of your eyes as well as your mind. Lately I have been somewhat sick off and on, mostly allergies to various things I believe. But overall things have been stable at the least and mildly content at best. My anger towards Angel remains moderate and is obvious by my sharp witted comments towards her and my rather arrogant looks. Yet some how I do not feel the leat bit guilty and in truth, I have no reason to.
It is at this time we shall introduce a new character to our little life long play. He shall be called Mr. Happy, a fitting name if ever there was one, though often tiems that happiness is not always so true. And with Mr. Happy comes his "friend", as he is so often fond of saying, Ms. Quiet, so named for her less than talkative nature. As it is this writers observation fo the two, there could not be a better match made in heaven if God himself had tried. However, like all good love stories, the two are forever being torn apart by forces beyond their control, and ocassionally by their own doubts. Mr. Happy is a force of natural positivity whom I consider a very good friend and a trusted confidant. He is always trying to stay positive but also trying to understand the world around him at the same time, two things that do not always mix well. But our Mr. Happy has one very large problem in the middle of his scholastic life, he is very much enraptured and entraced by Ms. Quiet. One can easily tell that the two belong together by the good way they make each other feel, this is obvious to even the most socially dim of humanity. Behind this obvious romantic friendship lies unforseen troubles that seem to keep them apart, though those troubles are apparently less obvious to the outsider. Whatever the troubles though, it is clear that these two belogn together and make one another happy, and afterall what is the point of life if your not happy? And when you find someone that makes you happy should any other opinion or trouble stop you from being with them? It is this writers opinion that NO, just find a way to be happy, thats all that matters.
But this is not a journal about Mr. Happy and Ms. Quiet, this is all about yours truly. Now on to myself. I am not sure what exactly it is that I have been feelign lately but it feels familiar, like something known in a hazy dream. There is always that constant emptiness inside me like something is missing but there is something new that isnt willing to be everyones door-mat and is more than willing to strike back at those who would dare try. Many of my friends are good people who the next sentence does not apply but to those whom it does apply to, listen closely. Compared to the depravity of your lives and the things you do but choose to either forget or sweep under the carpet of your mind......I am God by sheer comparison, I would not hesitate to turn away from the things you do in the shadows of Armory's, Military Bases, and institutions of higher learning. A few of you often profess to be devout christians who are in worship of God, think again little liars, I am 10 times the Christian, remember the Bible preaches no sex before marriage and that God knows the guilt and things you think about, if that was the basis for judgement I would be safe would you? I think not. I would suggest to you that you think twice before judging me, take a look inside first then see if you still have the strength to cast that first stone, and to see what you CHerish in life.
And just in case you all want a perfect example of depravity, betrayl, and utter comtempt for the sanctity of life that this writer holds dear, I submit peoples exhibit #1 http://missangeldust.blogspot.com/
SVS
Wednesday, October 01, 2003
Slowly The Traveler Strode, Upon The Path As It Wound Its Way High Into The Dark Looming Mountains Ahead
Hello dear readers, im back and it is now October once more. As I have previously mentioned, October is my favorite moth because it contains my favorite holiday, HALLOWEEN!!! I hoping for a good turnout this year and I already have decorating designs planned. Soon I shall venture over to Wal-Mart and buy the necassary supplies so that the children of today can remember the Halloween of yesterday. I well remember the thrill of wandering down the streets from door to door recieving candy and happily wearing my costume, which was always something of the traditional scary design. Today though I see far too much Barney, Power Rangers, Buzz Light Year, and many other non-scary costumes and I find it in bad taste. Halloween is, in its modern form, a day to dress up in scary costumes and go tirk-or-treating, not to dress up as some cutesy character and parade around with UNICEF boxes, dont get me wrong chairity has a place but it is NOT Halloween.
College is going well but right now I'm a tad disorganized and need to buy my books. All my classes are enjoyable, I am especially interested in my Geology and Psychology classes, in fact I am off on a Geology field trip this weekend to near-by Crater Lake. Later I will be going to Mount Saint Helens and Depoe Bay. Of course there is also my first love, acting class. When I think back on all the years I have been taking acting/theatre classes and being involved in plays (about 10-11 years) I understand why I need it. On the whole I am a quiet and shy person, acting/theatre has always given me a place where I feel safe and have an excuse to be louder and bolder than normal and it is Psychology which is helping me to understand that.
As always I continue writing, slow going though it is. Right now I am working on my fantasy novel and I have begun writing a one act play dealing with internal voices and self-fulfilling prophecy, in a modern setting. I am quite pleased with my new play and how the writing is going but my characters need more developing. On a similar note I will soon be starting more work on Westside Story, a production in which I am the assistant stage manager. I look foreward to this project and all the work it entails. I hope someday to publish my play and see it preformed on the stage as well as publish my novel and see it on bookstore shelves alongside the others.
Well this is all for now, I have to go to my Literature class then its off to the movies to see UNDERWORLD. I may post again tonight but if not then goodnight, goobye, goodluck, good God.
SVS
Hello dear readers, im back and it is now October once more. As I have previously mentioned, October is my favorite moth because it contains my favorite holiday, HALLOWEEN!!! I hoping for a good turnout this year and I already have decorating designs planned. Soon I shall venture over to Wal-Mart and buy the necassary supplies so that the children of today can remember the Halloween of yesterday. I well remember the thrill of wandering down the streets from door to door recieving candy and happily wearing my costume, which was always something of the traditional scary design. Today though I see far too much Barney, Power Rangers, Buzz Light Year, and many other non-scary costumes and I find it in bad taste. Halloween is, in its modern form, a day to dress up in scary costumes and go tirk-or-treating, not to dress up as some cutesy character and parade around with UNICEF boxes, dont get me wrong chairity has a place but it is NOT Halloween.
College is going well but right now I'm a tad disorganized and need to buy my books. All my classes are enjoyable, I am especially interested in my Geology and Psychology classes, in fact I am off on a Geology field trip this weekend to near-by Crater Lake. Later I will be going to Mount Saint Helens and Depoe Bay. Of course there is also my first love, acting class. When I think back on all the years I have been taking acting/theatre classes and being involved in plays (about 10-11 years) I understand why I need it. On the whole I am a quiet and shy person, acting/theatre has always given me a place where I feel safe and have an excuse to be louder and bolder than normal and it is Psychology which is helping me to understand that.
As always I continue writing, slow going though it is. Right now I am working on my fantasy novel and I have begun writing a one act play dealing with internal voices and self-fulfilling prophecy, in a modern setting. I am quite pleased with my new play and how the writing is going but my characters need more developing. On a similar note I will soon be starting more work on Westside Story, a production in which I am the assistant stage manager. I look foreward to this project and all the work it entails. I hope someday to publish my play and see it preformed on the stage as well as publish my novel and see it on bookstore shelves alongside the others.
Well this is all for now, I have to go to my Literature class then its off to the movies to see UNDERWORLD. I may post again tonight but if not then goodnight, goobye, goodluck, good God.
SVS
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