I sit missing characteristics previously typical of myself and then realizing the series of events that led to the end of an inspiration era. I can see how little by little they have turned me into who I am now. We are not talking years, we are talking just a few months. Isn't it amazing? How one can change by a series of minuscule events into a ( Read more... )

Ideas flowing neatly into my brain, different moods taking ahold of me as the illusion of time progresses into the environment that herefore surrounds me. The flow of my words cannot be simply because the clog in my brain is being represented, slowly attempting to bring out the feelings, emotions and insights that heal and ill the deeper sides of ( Read more... )

Self indulgence is a grand thing. We are constantly wanting attention because we are constantly seeking expression. I created this little sucker for the purpose of organizing my brain - lots of ideas all mingled into one. I get excited about one, take a little bit of action and move on to the next before anything is finished. Maybe a little bit of ( Read more... )