Thinking about you.

you know...when your brain starts to seperate at the wrinkles?
Unfolding revealing some of your neurology.
And loosening the binds of the void.
The endless expansion of the minds container.

dot. dot. dot.

Why doesn't your brain become denser when you learn more, rather lighter as you grow older?

Are those thoughts being thrown out somewhere? compressed? condensed?
what would happen if you peel each layer of memory, thought, and emotion,
and lay them flat on a table?
would that be your all your life, sprawled out.
a record? a blue print?
and if someone stole that blue print, they could become you.
inject it into their mind. and become you.

and you will live on.

Pick yourself up, like leaves in the fall.

Watch out for cliff hangers.

They will pick you up,
and you'll never fall down.

That is, until you meet the conclusion within
yourself.
and you just give up.

Then you'll be dropped.
But not too fast.
Actually.
Pretty slow.
You'll float back down,
like a leaf or a petal,
Like you weigh
nothing.

However, once you hit the ground.
It won't be the same place you were before.
It'll be different.  Changed.
Will you get back into your old swing?
Or find a newer, cooler swing?
Another beat to carry your step.
Maybe a slow thud of a bass line
bends yours knees,
and the snare of a drum
launches each step with a snap.

Once you have a groove,
change it up.
Play some trembly highs with your eyes.
Sway to those mid tones with your waist.
Fall in both directions,
and melt into the mix.

Your sight will dither,
You will get farther from reality with each step.
And maybe find something new.
Something awe inspiring.
Each step you take, farther into the beyond.
Will change you.
Don't be afraid,
if you know your steps are in the right direction.
Don't look back.
It'll slow you down.
You only have so much time.

Go for it.

Inspire.

Treat yourself to something nice.

Hellloo!
everyone.

I'm here to bring all your attention. The big sign with darty arrows IN ALL DIRECTIONS.
yea, that one. hm, signs like that would be quite...
I mean, just loook, at them!
youuuu know.

ha ha ha ha ha.

Well, drifting offf into outerspace. It's nice to drip down into the atmosphere every now and then. Just dip your feet. The ones you dance on, do that ratatapn'
all over the place. The ceiling! the WALLS! and possibly the floor? Only if you are rightside up in the head. Which i am not, you could say i'm a tad bit off my rocker.

But. why is that so bad? To be energetic in the things you like? well, i get a kick out of watching my mind dance and flutter to whooonoes. An empty space.
Deep meditation? Self realization? to spin the refracting lens on your perception?
Hmph, possible. But i don't know what's really up there.

OOOO

wouldn't it be cool if you looked up.
and.
say, everyone's thoughts.
slipping past each other.
In strands of characters and punctuation.
DNA strands, of our existence.

Even when we die.
Those thoughts. YOUR PERSONAL THOUGHTS.
still float around, in the endless web.
that is our,
existence.


Wow. Wooooahwaowoah. wow.



C'mon people, let me hear your heart pound strong. Flail your arms in discombobulated ways.

And say hi to the world.
In which the world, will smile back.
and.
Say how do you do?!
You yell. AJDFGSFAWAEUJDSAGHA.
World yells back. Me too. Me too.


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happiness.