Wednesday, September 17, 2008

Letting my brain wander...

Metaphorically speaking, I tend to speak in sub contexts with made up words. That was fact, not a metaphor. My brain is a giant playground for Imagination. Imagination and Creativity moved in and built a life in my brain. Then Random moved in and they had a party. I can only speak as fast as you can hear. But I can think twice that speed. I'm aware of the happenings before it happened, but always eluded by your presence. If I was time, I would stop walking and start running. I'd buy a sports car to run marathons with. I never claimed to have made sense, only change. The free spirited world that had evaded my conscience has slowly crept back in begging for forgiveness when it ran away in the first place. My brain wanders without a leash and I always end up losing it down some random ally or lane. But in the end there is no end. The energy still flows, as does the spice. Life goes on no matter what happens and there are no brakes on the roller coaster. It's a constant "hands in the air like you just don't care" parade. I wanta be the ring leader in a one man circus. I want to run the tight rope and tame the clowns. Randomosity. I could dive down further into the rabbit hole. I'm looking into the abyss now and wow there's a lot of fun places to go. "Jump Jump Jump Jump" Do I even question how to get back from sanity? I'd rather be inside sane that outside of it. Aren't people that are "in"sane more likely to be more sane that the ones that aren't? Fun questions for a fun a atmosphere. I can create my own world and fix my own problems. My world is fun, and I've made it where ever I go. It can not be destroyed as I am the only one who holds red button in the palm of his hand. I have the ransom held and the money to be given. Are these ravings of a crazy individual you ask? No. These are writings of a person who has been exploring the interworkings of his brain only to come across the black box from an airplane crash and discover what was missing. Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. Seriously? When was the last time you ran around your house like an airplane? I did it, 5 minutes ago.

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