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I am not sure what is causing me to be in this crazy creativity rut that I am in, but I most definately am in one. Maybe my brain is not working the way it should right now for some reason. I don't get it. I used to think of all these crazy things. But right now it is just the same old stuff over and over again. So I think I need to read over the stuff I used to write. Maybe then I will get some ideas. So I am going to find some stuff to post on here. Maybe I will take some pictures with my digital camera and make up some crazy stories. Maybe I will do some flash project. Anyways, I am now going to post something I wrote a while ago. PEACE.
Sometimes I just don't know. What I don't know I am uncertain. Whatever it is I do not know.. My mind just starts wandering into random thoughts. They have almost no cohesion. There is almost no progression through them. They are as fleeting as the wind, and as cold as the snow and as bewildering as the platypus. They cannot be solved, but they all have and answer. They cannot be comprehended, but are fully understood. They cannot be taken away, but they go as they please. They are here and gone so fast that there is no rest for the one who thinks them. They make a nest in the mind and then abandon it for the next thought so that the one who is thinking must constantly cater to it. They demand all the attention of the one who thinks it but do not stick around long enough to receive the attention that they so deserve. They are like space for they are nothing but random thoughts with long spaces between each one. They are like the sun for they keep burn your brain into working overtime. They are like the earth for it is the only place you can dwell. They are predators, which hide in the daytime and attack you in your fatigue. They are comforters, which make you realize that you are still alive. They are jackals, who mock all your mistakes. They crawl into your mind cautiously, then walk around your mind proudly, then run rampant through your mind. The ones you do not like stick around, the ones you do like leave early, the ones you do like only bring the ones you do not. They party in your mind until the host is asleep.
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