Dr. Who? Are you two seriously living that far back in the past? And people call me pathetic. I wish the daleks had eaten him.
Crazy good poem Zen. "Why have I come and where will I go, is there really a reason I need to know?" I like the feeling that inspires. It's better not to ask questions of the universe that you can't ever have answered in this lifetime. Waste of breath to wonder why. Just settle into the journey and ask nothing.

This would be PERFECT for Dr. Who! Of course he has e-mail in the TARDIS, you idiot. He can use the sonic screwdriver to make cell phones work across time and space and through other dimensions...don't you think linking to the Web would be pretty damn simple for a Timelord? Do you ever use your brain for something other than keeping your sexy little skull inflated, Troubadour?
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This brilliantly insightful bit of poetic soul-bearing makes me think wistfully of Dr. Who. Seriously, it's perfect for him. I wish we could e-mail Dr. Who this poem, but I don't know if he has an e-mail service provider on the Tardis.