i enjoy being able to speak into the void, written words only occupy the void, they do not disrupt like sound is capable of. to continue, what is this, the past, the future, but the now, what is worth thinking about? do you want to think about the present, or think about the past? maybe you should feel the present, reflect on the past, and see the future. and only think about what you have to, think about what to eat for dinner, think about how to organize your room, think about why......................... well, think about it. ice cream and candles, tossed to the curb, at least no alone. the present isn't necessarily just a point, now is it? but maybe the future is a point. are there infinite pasts, infinite future, all existing coincidentally? can you really die, do i really want to know? no, but its good to ask every now and again i figure, its easy enough to ponder, its easy enough to try, when you know failure so well its an old friend, but you know how old friends are, its nice when you run into them, but you dont go out of your way to see them, and if you did? they wouldn't be "old" friends. man that banana peel is really starting to stink. tomorrow is trash day so not for long, he he he. i strongly want to use magic to alter things, you know, time, my age, other people's thoughts, my own thoughts, the ground, the sky. be a supranatural, but what for? can i want to? now tell me, is it the surrounding that made me, or is there a magical me, which is an actual entity, blah. entropy. i tell yah, there is a bigger battle that that of good and evil, its that of order and choas, good and evil are closer relatives than you think. they are practically one in the same. the nice thing about being me is a strong yet ambivilent power of interpretation. i can be happy, bothered, not bothered, sad, but i never worry. i guess i like the other emotions, but i dont like to worry, because it doesn't do anything. i get aggravated, and concerned, because I do care, i do love, i dont know if i want to love though, thats mysterious, but hell is it beautiful, damn you can learn much as well. bye