..as our cult has ever experienced is today. Today our cult has lost its high Sassydotisa. I cannot even begin to assess the impact that this has had on our cult, but I am inclined to say that our cult will probably at this point, close its doors.
Sadness overwhelms all of us left in this shell of a cult as we morn the loss of one of our own. Clearly the witiest, smartest and most original member of our cult has disappeared. Although we can all hope that it is a software error and she will be returning, this may be false hope. And false it may be, but we will cling to it, for it is all we have.
I know I will never be able to look upon a home made toga with the same humour again, nor enter an all red house without missing her tremendously.
The remaining members, and most importantly, leaders left in this cult wish her well in whatever it is she endevours, and they wish her to know that this cult and this site will never be complete without her. For whatever reason she left, we will assume it is to pursue far loftier goals and judging from the vigor and sparkle that she showed in everything she did, I am sure whe will more than succeed at whatever she tries. ¡Buen viaje! Note: all those touched by this event are free to share their feelings here in this cult.
Nothing I cared, in the lamb white days, that time would take me
Up to the swallow thronged loft by the shadow of my hand,
In the moon that is always rising,
Nor that riding to sleep
I should hear him fly with the high fields
And wake to the farm forever fled from the childless land.
Oh as I was young and easy in the mercy of his means,
Time held me green and dying
Though I sang in my chains like the sea.
-Dylan Thomas
