O_O

in the grand scheme of things, we (we being the human race, including oprah, hitler, mother theresa, richard simmons, and the likes)
are just....
plastic horses.
floating in water.
yeah, trip out on that one for a minute.

sometimes i feel wrong for saying, i like this band or i don't like this one.
i think if i actually composed my own music, maybe i would have the right to
use rankism to my benefit.
p.s. Robert E. Fuller, spellcheck still can't find rankism,
so try a little harder. ;D

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blog he says.
write as if there are words left to write,
assume that all the sentences which linger in your mind have not already been noted on paper.
pretend each idea is new to you, exclusively you.

one day, i will compose something so genuinely pure, so philosophically basic it becomes beyond any comprehension, so spiritually inspiring it leaves souls on the rooftops of the houses we've constructed over time. but, until then,

blog i shall.