Death

Another one gone - Non-Hodgkins - no more than 5 years HIV+.

That's enough for this evening.

For sure

In a world built of coloured plastic and painted cardboard, its hard to find certainties.

And yet we do search for them continually. Why?

Our lives are built of emotions, but just like the world around us they are painted pieces of paper, illusions, shadows of something that seems to be just out of our reach.

In a world where nothing is real, nothing is stable, nothing is reliable, we create certainty. Or at least the fantasy of certainty. We blind ourselves to sometimes really harsh and violent reality in order to keep going. Its not just the 'head in the sand' mentality - sometimes we manage to bury ourselves completely. And in doing so stifle ourselves of all true and real feelings.