VISTAS: An awareness of a range of time, events, or subjects. A broad Mental View.
February 20

little stand with lamp and plants
Mouse drawn by B. J. Carper using various tutorials and line art from various sources.

It's not so many months ago
when first we heard each others name
A simple e-mail back and forth
And now my life will never be the same

And, so, as time went marching by
a bond began to grow
We learned so much about each other.
Important things we had to know.
What kind of work do we do?
How do we spend a normal day?
What things are important to us?
Still so many things we want to say.

As time, day by day, went by
Our thoughts we soon began to share.
And then that "puter pal" became my friend
Someone, you know, for whom I truly care.

Can any of you explain to me
Why this occurs with just a few?
This fantastic bond of friendship
Takes place with only one or two?

Now my life is full of joy.
My friends are just a click away
Some dear friends write twice a month
With others it's several times a day.
But each and every one of you
Is special in your own unique way.
You give so very much to me,
More pleasure than I could ever say.

Your friendship means the world to me
And even though we live so far apart
And we know that we will never meet,
You will always have a place within my heart.

- Kay Brewer ~ © 2001 -


Sometimes I look up at the stars as I am out smoking and I think about who else can see those same stars, and I wonder if they ever think about the same thing. If they miss me half as much as I miss them? If they feel this hole within themselves, a hole made by the emptiness of a lost love.


Don't go for looks; they can deceive.
Don't go for wealth; even that fades away.
Go for someone who makes you smile,
because it takes only a smile to
make a dark day seem bright.
Find the one that makes your heart smile.


I need to develop a fantasy more so than I live, in this fantasy my knight in shining armor would ride back into my life, and take me back to the place of happiness and

I wonder why when those who have love in their lives abuse it, use it, destroy it and those who don't long so badly to have that same abuse


sometimes the only place I feel I exist is in my dreams where I can make things the way I would like them to be where I don't have to sit in silence, in darkness, and in loneliness Where wally mallies can come at any time and laughter is heard, along with a soft whisper and an ice colored glanced. I have lived alone in all the situations, and until you have you can never know which way is worse, being alone with someone or being alone without them


Well as Aunt Flo visits once again, life seems to fade and flow into memory, some lost some kept forever.


I have found power in the mysteries of thought.
- Euripides -


There is so many emotions inside of me
I try to figure out what it is
It is anger, it is hurt, it is relief,

I think it's called grief


He sat high upon his perch
watching as I approached
I could only see his shape a dark silhouette
As I drew nearer My eyes were upon his image.
At the last moment he spread his wings and took flight.
floating upon the cold morning breeze
sunlight cresting the trees

My reminder of the blessings life has given me.


I was once told that the Rainbow is God's promise of hope. But the clouds are always hanging low, so there will never be that rainbow of hope for me, I should know that the clouds will go away and the skies won't be dark forever. I wonder if I'll ever see the rainbow of hope and promise


Honest criticism is hard to take, particularly from a relative, a friend, an acquaintance, or a stranger.
- Franklin P. Jones -