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ok ok ok
I know what we need to do
we need to wisen up;
stand up and fly right.

The polar bears are eating each other. Can you believe that?

Now: Link: Hurricanes and Tidal waves to the SUV in your driveway. To the light bulbs in your house. To the insane amounts of CO2 being produced and the insane amounts of trees being annihilated.
Now: The entire world is one degree warmer. Soon that will be three. And for every degree that the ocean grows, so does the ocean itself. And for every degree we lose 100 feet of coast. The rivers swell. The hurricanes use this chance to party. We'll have to invent a category 6 within the next 20 years.
And if Katrina killed so many, if the tsunami killed so many...and that is only the beginning?
Now: Imagine: A world where critical weather is constant weather.

Kind of like mars?

Haha! Who knows.

I'll miss you, polar ice caps.

By the by, what YOU need to do is this: Replace your lightbulbs with Flourescent bulbs. You'll only have to buy one every ten years, promise, and if every American household changed just one bulb for those funky bendy flourescents, that would be like taking a million cars off the road. It's a start. You'll have to unplug things when you are done with them, just turning them off doesn't do anything. The electricity still goes into the appliance. You'll have to get a hybrid, if you're rich enough. They really shouldn't be that expensive... I guess it just shows where the heart is in the people who run the world... You'll need to turn off lights, for god's sake. You don't need that desk lamp on if your computer is running. And you don't need the kitchen light on, either. or the bathroom light! Turn them off now. Put a brick in your toilet! This can be fun for the kids to do and saves water. Go vegetarian! Just kidding, that won't slow global warming...but it's always something to consider *WINK! And most importantly, love each other. That won't actually slow global warming either, but it is alwas the most important thing. If you love your future kids/grandkids, do all you can to give them a place to live.

Love always,
Jennifer

And the livin's easy

I've got a whole city just waiting for me
I want to be a blue whale; the biggest thing they've ever seen.
Biggest thing on the entire planet.
Our planet is a blue planet.

Summer's sweet.

You know,
I try my hardest for you. I try my best to just make something happen, to make one thing go right.

I agree with that girl in the back of the room on questions day. What's the most important thing? Appreciation, she said. I nodded and cried out.
This afternoon could have been good. We could have been marvelous. But you left, again.
Do you ever even try anything? Just fill in the balance.
Disappointed.
Letdown.
Figures...

Will you ever? When? I can't bear this much longer. I try my hardest. I try my best. And it gets harder and harder every time.
You wear me out
You wear me out
You wear me out

I had a dream a few days back. I have dreams every night, but this one was about a particular house...There was one house that a good friend of mine lived in. We were friends since our memories became functional, even before. I used to like thinking that I spent more time in her house than in my own. Once, in second grade or so, we took paint into her tiny wooden crawlspace in her father's office and painted the inside with handprints, letters; I remember teaching her how to draw a pig. It was our fort, our place, though small. We were small. But in this dream we were big, now-sized. I haven't seen her for years. Apparently she's a dropout, pothead...she's rich though, has horses and a mini couper. Daddy's money. In our dream she was as if the girl I remember just got a little older, like me. And we were walking through each room and I had to remind her what was where...but I remembered it all. Furniture, pets, ghosts, everything.

I know it might not be relevant to you, but to make it relevant: imagine a place that was once very important to you thatyou can't go back to you. Imagine as if it came back to you instead of you going to it. It's a nice feeling, almost holy. Like if life never really changed that much.

She was always so lucky.

I remember you from a long long time ago. But you were different than me, very different, very scary to me once upon awhile ago. But now, I seem to love you, and suddenly you are just like me how? I wait.

Your past scares me very much.

Snow gathers outside like an angry mob, but without the torches. They always carry torches. Mobs, I mean.

I want to be that boy in front of the tank at Tiananman Square, imagine that. Imagine that earthquake happening in his chest; and to think it's immortal in all of those photographs from the time. And I wonder what was in that plastic bag...

It's an ink night. It's a white night. While snow falls like static. Like television.

today I climbed a tree and took photographs of the world below and all is well and all is well I want to tell you the world but I don't know half of it. And as a race we only know a small bit of what goes on in our own oceans. And that covers more than half the world. So, sorry. So, all I have are these glossy sheets and I hope they are enough because they are the world to me.