it was never meant to be.
eat what you can because eventually thirstier geniuses are in.
eat it.
escehew the notion.
start paving a path.
it was never meant to be.
eat what you can because eventually thirstier geniuses are in.
eat it.
escehew the notion.
start paving a path.
in pointillism many small points are used to fool the eye into creating a gradient of color using the brains machinery. it is very sophisticated. and yet. there is no real point. ok im being figurative and literal at once which is probably uncouth and totally moronic. but i do it because when i was looking at a painting done in pointillism style i realized that i have a problem lately identifying a point in anything. is it because im missing it? is it beyond my comprehension? sure i understand things. and i have emotions. and i even care about what is going on. but frankly. is there a point? i know some people are going to think im being petty. or not getting the gist of what is ‘oh so great about life’ no. thats not it. those are feelings about things. im not talking about that. im interested in whether people actually believe they have identified the tiny points that make up the gradient that supposedly makes up the mysterious and oh so fantastic fabric of life. maybe that is a question without answer. maybe not. i dont think figuring out the answer to this question and being happy is mututally exclusive either. i do think that it can cause hiccups in your gameplan though.
its close to finals time. im starting to get a little edgy.
i studied for a while when i got home from aarons and
for exercise i ran around chasing my cat with a shoelace
and crumpled up paper.
i wasted way too much time making a mix-tape-cd.
(stealing a page from curry’s blog)
download it here: scroll down to the middle of the page.
it is in zip format so anybody with a computer built
since 1990 should be able to open it no problem.
do me a favor and leave a comment if you dl it im curious as to who
nabs it. or dont. thats DEFIANCE.