no rest for the fool

it is beyond this and that (whatever)... the totality of the random madness might never be seen in one picture no matter how big the picture (or how many links, mortality bites us all in the end), but maybe there is another who can imagine it...

i used to explode but the energy is so dispersed and focused away from me and my creative play that i am neglecting my inner child and all the voices in my head are feeling lonely... i know, that might not make sense, but hey, groups of people can feel lonely so why not my voices?... could be i am the needy dog, after all...

well it'a no secret, i really ought to be sleeping, which would have been a nice title and was for years, more than six years in fact (or longer than (there were stars up... what?), even (or was that a close)... what? what? what?... what?), but what is time, anyway... and then this came along and i just had to continue once again, because i love you (and me too), here's another shot at all the strange and wonderful links that were in one or more of the previous entries, m'ok?... thank you for caring (yeah) and choosing to spend time with my words (word?)... your words are wery welcome here... encouraged, even... and now (or whatever, even), with even more further ado, some impromptu fortuitous philosophy and nonchalant self-promoting cuz i really want someone to know me (or something like that)... motivation is important in this life, ya know?... what you want it to be it will be if you understand what makes everything move (and i mean everything and that is just where it begins) with intensity sigh) beyond reason sigh) and the purest peace (sigh) that comes from the purest love (sigh) and innocent trust (sigh) i welcome you (who are you, anyway?) to this world (what's with all these sighs?), even though the point of it all could be random...