if you have a moment

if i gave you this address as my daily blog, ooops, this is an older blog that i update only occasionally when i feel like babbling... the daily is currently here, sort of... or go here for a list of most of my writing places... there, now that we've cleared up any confusion you might not have even known you might be stumbling into, we now continue with the babbling in progress...

did someone say seriously?... well, if you went in search of some babble (as opposed to brevity of sorts... everything is relatively relative, if you recall, or remember, even) and found yourself here, then you may have come to the right place depending on your perspective and the amount of time and energy and focus (and nonsense) i put into the words that follow (and the amount of words too, naturally) and there is no sure way to tell without just letting the time go by and doing it (just do it) no matter what bruce jenner might say or do (sensitivities are not always pretty, but they are almost always real... except for the delusional ones, whichever they are, and thinking... you remember thinking, don't you? (what about laughter?... stairway, aye?))... i started rambling on and on and then i fell asleep and then i woke restless remembering promises i meant to keep away away we look away to see just what we want to see alone behind our private eyes we seek the one so pure and free there is no fear of honesty or of being all we can be... and as suddenly as the rhyming message started channeling through the babble, it blinked away as if it had to make room for the flood of words, the returning babble, this whatever it is if you fallow (or even if you don't)...

and then, waking, the turmoil of others re-entered the head, the inconsistency and disrespect still comes as a surprise, a betrayal with puzzling cause that must be explored because it is recurring so i am not finding a way to prevent or avoid it (of course not silly, you'd have to actually pay attention to your senses and turn on your conscious awareness again to do that)... but that is not we come here for, at least not at the moment... here we come for distraction from the distractions that wake the brain and keep it from resting so perhaps the brain can go back to sleep to keep those promises or something like that... of course we could always just turn on the tv like we've been doing so much in the past few years (no wonder why the babbling dried up around here, huh?... there is a breifer form of babbling still going on in (e)thereal and the words still flow into many of the blog places but as you may have noticed when you check in here, i have not given much time to this free form flowing babbling (though i obviously still have no struggle stating the obvious, aye?)... yeah, well, what's on the tv?...

laughing as i segue into distraction as easily as a shark finds food, i catch the seaon finale of broadchurch and then re-watch the season premiere of orphan black because it is a show that has many layers and i was babbling the last time it was on so i missed a scene or few and then, or now, whenever it was, i find csi: cyber (the show is sick in many ways, but it is based on the real world possibilities of cyber stalking and all the criminal abusers out there... why do we watch these sad crime dramas, anyway... make us feel better about our lives?... keep us scared?... does it help me stay alone helping prove people cannot be trusted?... it's fiction though, you know?... emotional roller coasters are easy distractions) on the dvr so it plays in the background while i ramble on here instead of sleeping... shows today don't get wrapped up neat and clean and happy... the good guys usually win, but at such heavy cost that the moral lesson remains (or so the story goes)... anyway, rubbernecking is a way of life for humanity, like it or not, and the tv reflects that... sometimes i find it challenging to take people seriously... other times i just don't...

yeah, well, lately i've been including random links in entries (as opposed to carefully calculated links, i suppose) and that (and babble) has been reducing the brevity (less reduces when more is added, odd that in words, no doubt) so here in the babbling to not include a random link bit would make no sense, but then, sense is not a requirement... suggesting you read more of me is not a requirement either, but i tend to do that a lot when i am feeling lonely and want sharing and caring and attention and that feeling and desire is higher than the usual ambivalence and acceptance of aloneness and satisfied independence so now, another impromptu rendition of random links:

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(there must be some way out of here, who said?)
if you find anything interesting (or brilliant or irresistible or inspiring or upsetting, even), i'd appreciate you letting me know somehow... comment, email, text, some sign... chirp chirp and tripity dipity doodly dooood!... aye?...

i just don't get the glorification of war or the desire to go to war... the illogic is screaming and the delusional patriots simply ignore their intelligence... much as many people choose blind faith to believe what they want to believe in religions and other escapes from the physical reality and attempts at explaining the current unknowns in spite of thousands of years of repeatedly being wrong about so many obvious things (flat earth-centric tiny universe that started just five thousand years ago, for instance), but the news preaches the might makes right philosophy keeping the usa (which is in itself a disrespectful misnomer) in the police of the world position because the bully mentality justifies controlling others as helping, protecting, and serving... protect and serve... good ideas so distorted by testosterone and greed that the true meaning and intent is lost and all that is left is control... like a virus will kill itself by killing the host body it invades, so are humans to the earth... wasn't it just earth day?...

so much more on and in my mind...

maybe later...


narf! :)