not myspace, my space

I think this next bit started as a myspace blog entry on Tuesday, or maybe earlier, but I don't think I ever got it up there (posted, that is)... I think sleep overcame me... so anyway, it's Tuesday here now or it's here now so it must be Tuesday... or something like that...

so many reasons to share
so many reasons to fear
which will you choose
and which direction
to win or to lose
on closer inspection
is there a difference
what do you know
so many ways to go
so many ways to go
yeah, ripples... or bubbles... or burps, even... the words flow in spurts, which is a sign of something, aging, impending doom, indifference, apathy, ambivalence, redundancy, something or nothing, (can nothing be a sign?... can a sign be nothing?... sings sings everywhere there are signs?)...

still, it turns me on... and amuses me, even when it seems futile, meaningless, ridiculous, or, ummm, assinine... sometimes I just turn to food... sometimes cuz I am hungry, but sometimes just for the sensual experiences... stimulating taste buds with flavors and textures and temperatures and variances... food is easier to find than people, that is, compatible people... sometimes I'd rather share sensual experiences with people, but dead plants and animals are usually much easier to digest...

if I get old, I will most likely be be senile... that's my retirement plan... see, then someone else will have to take care of me and I can retire even if I otherwise could not afford it... but don't tell anybody, I wouldn't want them to catch on...

all you have to do is detach from people and linear time enough to let your mind wander freely and explore the infinite connections possible in this universe (and human experience and history and language and stuff)... a few random verbal expressions of that journey will seem random and aimless enough...

brilliance is only what other people see...

or when, for that matter... human understanding is not so far from knowing everything, but you can not know what is behind a closed door until you open it... and until you step through, you might as well be a gazillion light years or parsecs away, or an aomeba...

so I show up, drop a few words here, then appear to disappear again...

you know I write a boring daily life blog elsewhere, right?... I mean, if you really want to know the mundane details of the routine I live through each day... but personally, I'd much rather be senile...

yeah, so have fun out there...