numbers

when we give numbers arbitrary meaning, do we have to believe in them?

tweet logic

when the tweet you tweeted yesterday does not show up until tomorrow, why bother tweeting today?

human choices

we all choose our own poisons and shackles

(except for the few wise enough to rise out of the human trap... and that could just be another delusion too)...

meaning is overrated

right from the start (or near enough), this was a test... those who pay attention (or do a quick review) still have an opportunity for a passing grade...

breakfast ponders

does raisin toast start out as grape bread?

not so good joke

what do a vagina and a penis have in common?










both can control a man's brain...

what is a button for?

if a button is not meant to be pushed, it is a trap...

beware of people who set traps...

long time

there was a time when i had the time to spend all my time giving myself the time to make the most of my time for the creative stuff that i love so much like playing with the words that rhyme like this and that is a time i remember from time to time as a time i dearly miss but i don’t have time to remember that time much… kind of like being constipated from lack of bowel relaxation time, if you can get your mind wrapped around that, if you have the time…

blew a good one

three days forward, three days back, birthing memories that i lost track of the love that i still lack, sad, happy, not on the beaten track, like ghosts, the two who loved me most, almost, maybe, were born within six days and a year apart, like art, and all that's left, bereft, is the broken heart...

i may have been a genius but, i was not very smart...

momentary

i have no idea where i've been, except that i think i was here a minute ago... or was i here... narf...

nothing was here

perhaps it was a year without clever

where it all began

the messages to the people of the past (ghosts, perhaps, but living somewhere out of my particular known universe, so ghosts to me), the heart songs no one cares to hear anymore (like cherish is the word, sunshine of my life, or if it takes forever..., for example), the true love that never ends (you know, don't they know it's the end of the world and other rhetorical questions), but has nowhere to go when the inspiration (dream lover?), the person inspiring the heart songs (all i ever needed, was the one), no longer listens and worse, cuts off all contact, moves, and leaves no forwarding address (return to sender) as if i am some sort of pariah or evil beast that must be avoided at all costs (though i have no idea what the little drummer boy has to do with it, rum pa pa pum)... yes, the love never dies (see?... ghost), it only dissolves into emo lost in the manic madness of babble (except here, where the words that capture the agony of defeat and rejection and spiritual death is expressed in exquisite clarity in babbling brevity)... so where do i begin to tell the story of how great a love can be?... well certainly not in babbling brevity, sheeesh...

narf :)

could be coincidence

or it could be the 27ths were meaningful date for babbling brevity in 2009... i mean are, or will be, even... yeah, could be coincidence too...

moment before midnight

the revelations await...

some crutches are a choice

there are people on crutches because they physically have damaged muscles or nerves in their body... there are people on crutches because they empower fear and shirk responsibility for just about everything in their lives... the first group earns my respect if they overcome self-pity and find joy in striving to be all they can be... the second group earn my respect when they throw away their crutches... tiny tim bless us, everyone...

what?

and still wanna party all the time party all the time party all the time and yet, still wondering wandering on my semi-quixotic quest for someone to love love love (with the obligatory shock value and babble just (just?... is there really any justice in this world?... never mind this distraction, get the point already) to keep us on our toes… and real… you can’t know it all, but you must…

what to do when running on empty

REFILL!