the evening of the babbler

which was technically fully in bloom last night might still be going on, given sleep and some stimulants from without and out there in the world beyond these eyes that see you all right now, or whenever we get here... don't bother rushing to put on any clothes, we're among friends... and if you want the benefits, well, we'll have to negotiate with libbo and friends... there has not been, at least no to this point, an explosion into other blog spaces or the babbler burial grounds (see the faq, or ask me to write one), but there has been a steady stream of entries in this supposedly daily life blog that has spanned almost 36 hours (or maybe more) and it could have easily been more, but i am being conservatively generous in distributing the spread of the entries throughout the space time of this blogosphere... it's a matter of trust, and some minor editing and publishing skill...

there may be a pile of trash in the wake of the evening of the babbler, the past few dozen entries might be proof that the babbler should have remained in past or before that, even, but it would be nice to know i still have something, if not all of it (not the scary it but the incredibly irresistibly, momentary bliss of it, the magic moment, the awareness fulfilled, the understanding of it all)... so it is a matter of trusting the instincts, trusting the self, and trusting the communication we can share... don't try to take over, just assess, observe, ask questions, and learn to improve productivity and moral, for starters...

this may be continued, but then, that's what all the babbler say...

narf lol :)