One who fears, lives not.
                                                   Better be a bit crazy, than just a bit smart.

Friday, July 23, 2004


The Occupational Safety and Health Administration (OSHA) has determined that the maximum safe load capacity on my butt is two persons at one time,unless I install handrails or safety straps. As you have arrived sixth in line to ride my ass today, please take a number and wait your turn. Thank you.

Now, come on, it's only a joke. The only way to "unlonelyzation" of the thought is for it to be shared. No difference makes a fall of the tree, deep down in the forest, if there was noone to notice that it has fallen down. In that sense, if there is no echo to the word, it is as good as it was never said.

Flaw of thought digs deep canyon in the Granite Blocks of Stupidness. I yell, carried by the clarity of blueness in the water and skies, my voice echoes and bounces of the cliffs around me. Just sometimes I hear different voices that echo above mine and above the thunder-like sound .... is that a waterfall ahead of me?! But where to? Can I go deeper and am I going to be able to come back?

Anyways, IT IS NICE TO SEE KNOWN NICKNAMES STARTING TO LEAVE COMMENTS HERE. That means lonely thoughts that are collected around here can be heard, they will not be yet another tree falling unnoticed. Yet, the time, and the time only can tell how strong echo will a word have.

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