If only I were perfect...

Then the opportunity for people to express their continue disappointment of my imperfections would not exist. If I was a god, then how do I explain all the imperfection that I have created? There is a danger in striving for perfection...

Street Tribe

Street Tribe
Originally uploaded by rigglord.

And here you see the strength and frailty of life.

Just a Shot Away... Or stepping into the ether..

I see the voices floating around in cyberspace and I wonder how and if I would be heard. What moves people to creep into someone life that they don't know and begin to follow them from day to day.