How real is real?
Really
If this is what you call real, when the real is marred by a lot of clandestine happenings behind curtains that never get opened..then yeah , real , is not so real at all
ON an other note..i was so warmed up in the soul when i read that they classified him as a rock blues musician..sweet....
hmmmmmm...anyways...If i can hire somebody to meticulously watermark all my photographs and upload one each for each of my blog entries..i could so very well be able to share so much visual joy and peace with my readers..alas..that has to wait..hmmmmm
Again while I talk..let me go on yet another tangent and then about the pics of this other person..i see him in different poses...and then..suddenly I am like,"not so attractive after all..what the fuck was it that I kept reliving in my head that was so incredibly sexy..oh..so it is my mind..my mind thoughts that created the sexy that really actually doesn't prolly exist" hmmmm..I sat there and mused re-looking at the pics...hmmmmm
Again...going on another tangent..I went back and read something else that this other kid wrote some months ago..something about definition of deep love..hmmmmm...okay..anyways...
Again..now that I am rambling on my poetry and prose blog instead of my RAMBLE BLOG(another blog of mine)
Just as I type this..I am multitasking and watching an interview of a famous cardiac surgeon...talking about the times when the PYRAMID SYSTEM was still in place in the SURGICAL RESIDENCIES BACK THEN(thank whoever,they don't do that anymore)..He finished his training around exactly the year I was born..Interesting...wow...SMILING NOW..
I am such a multitasker..I fancy myself saying..at how productive multitasking is..but IS IT?
Btw..this other kid..he stopped blogging where he used to usually blog..hmmmmmmmm.
speaking of which..I think I must go ramble at the ramble blog rather than at this blog..feels too inappropriate and misfitting in this blog..going there now.
