Conversation with Danny

This image and a drive with sarah made me type this statement to Danny, i felt the image is perfect for dialogue.

11/27/08, 11:43 PM
Me:
Maybe its not fog we drove through,
maybe it was a river of souls begging to be seen.
The whistle in our ears was not the wind
but a single voice breaking the vessel of the spiritual world
Shattering the boundry between alive and awake
connecting us with the past.
Preparing us for what lies ahead.
11:45 PM
Danny:
in the wake of it all, what was it that we had planned, when vessels begin to fill, how much do we have left until it overflows
Me:
dare we drink from the black water?
Danny:
or shall we drown in the white air?
Me:
or shall we figure out a way to combine the two and make the spirits rain down apon our body, energizing us with the knowledge un fathomable until this storm arose
Danny:
for sometimes the calm is the turbulent and the breaking of the fog the truth, for when celestial figures align
will we still be who once were
11:50 PM
or who we regret we arent tomorrow?
Me:
maybe when the planet align and the moon is at its brightest we see the the past the present and the future mean nothing with out someone to share them with
planets**
what does it matter who we are, if there is know one to agree that we are what we have become, if there is no one present to see an individual progress is there ever really a development of character?
Danny:
if we rely upon others to confirm our beliefs in who we are than is there really and indivduality?
Me:
touche