well its over... well... almost. so strange it is... a chapter closes and a new one begins, yet i do not feel as completed as the previous chapter. like... the author has been suffering from a writer's block but still just pens down the mish mash of trash anyway to get on with the book. life is like that isnt it? a candle with a continual flame that burns itself to extiction, never stopping, never slowing, it can burn brighter or dimmer, mellow or furious, but it burns and you can never turn back.

oh dear candle of time and life...
never ceasing to fill those around you with light
never slowing to care for the wax, flowing down the sides
never fearing to reach the end, to burn away...
into extinction

on another note, Project Flashing has commenced. will be going down to JE when i can to read up on certain books. all in preperation of the great Flash. Aueralis Readers... beware.

date of completion: will tell soon