Hold on! This is not my best time to explain but I have to time to make a sandwich. Usually, not that it matters, but I've lost some of my radio stations. They weren't important to me but I loved them. Oh yes! But who is in love with radio stations? What makes me think that I am in love with a radio station? This is all together a sample of what it is like to live what I have lived. I was once young in a cow pasture. I made hats out of grass and I cared little about it. Not one of my hats have survived and I have forgotten how to make them.

Years ago, when I first found I loved that cow pasture. I found when I came back a similar sky of tubes! The sky was segmented into good tubes and better tubes. The tubes would not reasonably be called tubes but people who cannot see tubes. It is true! There are some that cannot see tubes. I was not born with the ability to see tubes but inherited it through training I got from a cow.

Cows are lovely. I felt like a warm sweater and my spit became bouncy in minutes. Why does this go on? Why do tubes feel like I have chocolate in terrible places! I can only guess. Cows are wise but do not understand what it is to be human much like I do not understand what is like to be a cow. We both understand though that we are not each other.

Tubes are in theory more than I'm able to explain. One thing that makes it difficult to explain is that most people find see them but get hungry. They eat spaghetti instead of looking at the tubes. I congratulate myself for I to lust for spaghetti at the sight of tubes. I am hungry now. I haven't eaten in 53 days and I don't know what I will eat next.

Cows eat all the time. They know about the tubes but do not see how they would be better off looking at the tubes instead of eating. The eat instead. Cows push cow ideas. I find them crazy and they must tip well at resteraunts. I met more people in my life than I have eaten croutons. But this is not to say I am better for it than that. I sleep with my face in a pillow. I pretend it is lava from a volcano that remembers how old I am. I forget sometimes that volcanoes are older than I am.

"Pop pop, I'm a volcano!" Says Volcanoes.
"Hello how old am I, " I say in my dream.
"How many times are there to have?" the volcanoes replies.
"Volcano you are so wise to know this." I admit.

If I were to be in a wagon, I'd have to be in a state where wheels make more money than anything else I could hope to send in the mail. Mailing things can be expensive and it is hard to make money by sending things to other people. If I met someone, I'd like to send them a letter right afterwards. I should carry letters already stamped.

Salad

The little girls did not permit insubordination.
"We only allow nine yellow tickets!" one cried.
But one never knows the next ten years. The cool night air gave a dim suspicion. The boy stammered.
"What do you do with them?" he asked
If it were dark there would be no great consequence! He wouldn't look. They have guns.

hmmm?

сон

I want to make more of an effort to remember my sleep time consciousness. It's been hard in the past. I think it is because of how hard it is for me to wake up. All of the effort I have put in to stepping out of the bed will probably have by then cause my sleep memory to be erased.

I will try to get more sleep.
I will try to write down my dreams right when I get up

Good luck self!

описание

I read I and Though by Martin Buber a while ago. I believe that describing a thing is a deceiving thing. Yet it seems nessisary to at times to describe. This can be very destracting. I believe it should be handled very carefully.

часы

Time seems to be lengthed in directions of future, past, and present. The notion that one can time travel is somewhat sketchy. This assumes that there is a past place and a future place. Meaning, much like you would visit another town, you would visit time.

Hmm but I am almost sure the future does not exist. I have experienced the past and can entertain that there might be a past to visit. Yet the future is constantly not existing. Assuming that it is there means that time is going on a predictable path and the only thing in the way of now and the future is this time.

I think it will be fun to think up my own way that time would work knowing it is just my imagination at work. I think the result would be interesting because of all the possibilities there can be.

вопрос

It seems like a common thing to do for humans to do once something to found is to ask themselves two questions:

What is this?
Why is this here?

There does not see like, once asked, there can not be a no answer. The question was asked so there for it needs an answer. This can run into corners rather quickly. The detective in us will hastily put together clues we can grab on to. This will caused rushed decisions on questions that were originally asked by a human on not by reality.