name it something witty...

I am sort of glad I can’t see inside my head, not in a real what does my brain look like I mean that is interesting and apart from the reason that I know generally what that looks like from seeing the inside of other peoples heads, work related, but more in a metaphorical way.

One of the things that people tell me is that it would be scary inside my head.

How do you imagine what your mind is like? It is all biological and squishy or is it something less real and more I would rather it be like this instead.

You know like a man in a room full of books or a woman which ever makes you more comfortable.

Is it a city, a building, a computer …or perhaps nothing …or you are thinking dear lord you are a very strange person.

I’m not going to tell you about my own other than to say while I know it is just a bunch of squishy gunk with nerve cells and what not that is not how I imagine things in my head.

We all talk to ourselves as we mull things over in our mind, it is a place we go to escape, to fantasize, it is an ever changing landscape of what ever you need it to be.

It amazes me that we all are really the same compounds and elements and chemicals with a bunch of water but there is such diversity in how we work and think.

Regardless of how similar we are, we are always different and the one thing we have that no one can get from you ever is what is in your mind only if you give it to them.

They can try to take it from you by various means, but until you decide to give up that information it’s yours.

I’m sort of preoccupied with some other stuff in my life right now, one I don’t feel like sharing and the other it is probably better that I not share it for a variety of reasons.

And by sort of preoccupied I mean it is hard to keep it from coming back to the forefront of things. So to keep the one thing at bay I focus on the other and then that of course leads me back to the first thing not because they are related things but the first thing effects the ability of the second and while I do have control over both I don’t have control of either.

You know, yeah see that makes it hard to focus some times. I wonder too if anyone gets this at all, not that I think I’m all that complex and I certainly don’t think I’m all that deep and I don’t try to be, I just try to understand things.

The thing that bothers me most is that from an outside looking in perspective it is darker than maybe it is really but I know that perspective is not the inside looking out perspective. I like the latter of inside looking out and I’m not sure what to think about the other… well more to the point I try not to dwell on it. That is when things do get particularly dark, but there is some comfort in that too.

Perhaps I have lingered there once too often

Maybe some doors are just better left closed




Well, that’s all for now, other stuff tomorrow most likely

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Just writing a bit ... I may have a point some day ...lol sorry was that out loud

Do you know what we need wonder mutt, and by wonder mutt I mean cat and by cat I mean a duo of cats no more than that shall be had… I’m not going to be the OFUC guy with a bunch of cats… ’nother story

Anyway, yup I say and write it, I needs a win… you heard me in the back yah, wee little nasty beasts… a win, a score, a good day… and not the good day as in,

Oh how are you today.

I’m good, you?

Great…

Fargin’ liars is wut I has to say ’bout that.

I don’t even need a big win, just a little win..

Well I did have a little win about a fortnight ago but that quickly became a not win… why

Because Mickey is a fargin’ ice hole that’s why.

Hey mickey … yeah you know sounds like Row Bee, yes that’s right the front and the back of a Firetruck.

Ever notice that if you see someone you really, … ah… not like a lot and if they are really far away you can wave at them and say the worst things about them and as long as you smile and wave they have no clue.

Happy faces boys, wave big … you rotten SOB why ought a’ tell you a thing or five about you lookin’ funny and your momma dressin’ you funny and you smell like a fish cannery in August on a hot day with no breeze, lord your children are ugly are you sure they’re yours?

Maybe it’s just me.

I was told I was sick and wrong today, sick and wrong as in swimming up stream, not well in the head, the elevators stops about half way up, the lights are one but no one is there, a can short of a good time, not having a full deck, a hatter in the day, you know

To which I replied, I prefer the term elegantly deviant to sick and wrong

The subject was changed after my reply… not that it was a very good retort but if you own the slam better than it was given, where do you go from there.

And surely the thing that was uttered from my mouth at that particular time was not nearly the worst thing that I’ve ever uttered

Some times you have to be careful when you ask people to talk naughty to you. I asked once, well she did and it was un-rattling.

Yes you think you want to hear it than you do and no, no you wish you could turn the clock back.

In case you’re reading and wondering what is going on, I’m writing and wondering what is going on…it’s really an exercise called stream writing it is actually more but I can’t spell the other word and I’ll stop and fixate on the correct spelling and that will end the stream so we shan’t

Is that a word shouldn’t shan’t ant ? As in the past of shan’t contraction of shall not.

Who knows not me. But anyway I can’t seem to find the part I’m missing, the person I’m missing, as in lost not dearly missing, but I can’t find them either. But they are indeed apart and not the same people. I don’t know the answer to the question and I’m not sure there was a question but I’m confused as you must surely be if you’re follow, the names have been left out to protect the guilty and me of course. I want the dollar to buy more things and I hope that it will. Now I must end this as my pre allotted time has gone but I win which is where we started

Not a big win but a win none the less and it’s Mr. Elegant Deviant thank you very much.


In other news…

The 5 d’s of Dodgeball are Dodge, dip, duck, dive and dodge.


That’s all for now other stuff tomorrow, have a great day and play nice in the neighborhood.

Ciao,

Sunday

Weekend productivity.

Well I wouldn't say I was uber productive or even a bit productive.

Perhaps a we bit productive.

I did find out something about myself and I'm happy and not so happy about what I have discovered. No I will not go into more detail. No don't even ask. No this isn't a ploy to get any one to ask.

I did however already decide on a way to deal with that and I will say I don't have the same profile but I do belive the same things.

In the shower I had an awakening moment too. That one is personal and I can't share.

I'm going to watch a movie now and I'll try to be more exciting later and more informative as well.