I'm not a Wind-up Toy
This is what I meant to say.
Some how a combination of things I did Saturday and the conversation I had at the Schnarrs on Monday have thrown me into a whole new universe. And everything in my world is relitive. Cold weather (compared to what?) tons of homework (by whose standerd?) time and space (not so much). From this hill I can see a lot of cool stuff. I feel things unhindered by the shackels of expectation and Dr. Phil logic. My ideas can no longer be fucking graphed. And the effect all this ubsurdity and uncertanty has on me, I'm smiling.
Oh, and I believe in free choice. In fact, right now it is the only thing substantial. So I'm going to use it till I drop.
Peace
Some how a combination of things I did Saturday and the conversation I had at the Schnarrs on Monday have thrown me into a whole new universe. And everything in my world is relitive. Cold weather (compared to what?) tons of homework (by whose standerd?) time and space (not so much). From this hill I can see a lot of cool stuff. I feel things unhindered by the shackels of expectation and Dr. Phil logic. My ideas can no longer be fucking graphed. And the effect all this ubsurdity and uncertanty has on me, I'm smiling.
Oh, and I believe in free choice. In fact, right now it is the only thing substantial. So I'm going to use it till I drop.
Peace