destiny

if you do not make friends with the unknowns, you are destined to live in fear and delusions...

random conversation

A: ...please where can i buy a unicorn?

B: do you mean one ear of corn?...

if this is a re-run, nevermind.

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)...

breakfast ponders

does raisin toast start out as grape bread?

philosophy is just what you make of it

when you feel too alone just remember...

you are not alone if you stay with you

happiness is a habit

an essential key to happiness and contentment and peace and security and sanity and smiling in this life is to do what you love to do and make it a habit...

profund

i was never this profound anywhere else...

so maybe i am not here either...

change the world

when enough people believe in love, the world changes...

wanna change the world?

@twitter

@twitter here i am torn between the love of (and potential for) communication and the ambivalent mockery of undue self-importance...

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…

tweet

the twitter home page is the great equalizer. Where else can Conan Obrien, Brittney Spears, Justin Beiber, CNN, MSNBC, FOX, George Harrison, Diana Ross, Twilight, Harry Potter, The Vatican, Jerry Seinfeld, The President of the United States, The Pope, and you get equal time scrolling by in the public eye?

remembering unconditional love

unconditional love was an old woman born 1/14/1898 who chased me with a soft boiled egg on a spoon, a bagel covered in cream cheese, and chocolate milk every morning...

true love is a dream

true love is a dream two people share when they are awake...

you just had to

start again, many times, maybe you'll remember rhymes, and the love, long ago, don't tell me you didn't know that it would always be, you had to know... cuz you knew me... sheesh :)

momentary

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

death and knowledge

and self-importance...

did you ever wonder how amazing it is that almost all of the people who ever lived in the human race died actually believing they were knowledgeable and even well educated?...

and they never even learned how to use an iphone...

depressed

how can anyone possible be depressed in so few words... i mean, dead silence, that's depressed... and a thousand words of convoluted reasoning feeding fears and doubts and ridiculous irrationalities, that's depressed... but a hundred words (or less?)... how could this possibly be?... philosphically, this could only be un-depression, obviously...

supposed to be

a blog of clever quips and mental wanderings that could be profound, but in the end, you are just not sure...

wouldn't want to water it down

cuz who likes a wet blog? (no less, diluted)