younger every day

yes, sometimes i feel like i am getting younger every day and it's not just the chocolate talking either cuz the power feels so real and that could be a perception manifestation of becoming more aware every day and the awareness presents the perception of being younger when in fact the time passing is physically adding a day of life to this life every day which would be something quite the opposite of getting younger and yet it still feels like i am getting younger every day so illusion or not, it's a good feeling...

even if it's mostly bullsugar :)

not a very scientific poll

right, so lately, besides wondering if my ideas and humor and honesty should be shared openly in public while i am looking for a job in this area, i've been debating ethics and integrity in my head... and what do you do on your nights off?... but i suppose i really should keep the focus on the job search (and thank you for all the support) until i find one... feel free to discuss among yourself...

and then maybe i should mention that i posted this on facebook (hence the title of this entry, yo)... heck, this isn't even proper bullsugar...

more to life

are you still dreaming or are you cheesecake dancing through your pickled life amidst fractal thinking bent mental contructs bleeding delusional logic feeding irrational beliefs and fruitcake holidays, but not to be denied there is a cure for that and they call it awakening to your own conscious awareness or death, depending on perspective and personally life is more appealing, so here is to hoping you get the point and more, you live it...

cuz there's more to life than bullsugar!

more than the sum of my links

i was, really, so asleep and deeply could have been resting the body and brain as good is meant to be, but instead, i got into wandering youtube for music and mind games and all sorts of odds and ends (and you can find the linkages and other paths right here online as the newest of the hundreds of web spaces i loosely call home forms in sites i saw but you will be fooled to think i am where i've been for i am much more than the sum of my links...

someday, my sleep will come

yeah, i say someday because it definitely does not come at night without some conscious effort... too much to do, to many dreams to explore (awake), too much to write about, too much to share... there really is not enough awake time in this life...

alakasasafrass

note that is with two esses, as one would be very different... and once again (or at least almost if you know what i mean, amazement swims in those bright brown eyes... or whatever color they may be today... and you, dear loves lost in ignorance, are missing the party, the story, the journey through the magical mystery tour of the mind that i experience (not to mention the web world)... for all you see is what you see...

bullsugar! :)

oh yeah

so many ways to say the words, oh yeah... ohhh yyeeahhh... deep voice, high voice, sexy voice, laughing boive, sly clever almost evil voice... and the home made frappacino i made last night and tonight have taken me to all of them... OHHH YEA-AH!...

and the youtubes deep thoughts, laughter, toons, and music have definitely helped... it has been so long since i gave myself the nights, the time to explore and set my mind free... and thought this six day trek was just scratching the surface, at least it got scratched...

oh yeah :)

exhausterated

headache in right eye most of the day, ear screaming at feverish pitch, hit like crap tonight, but pitched great, still lost 8-7 cuz of errors and crappy hitting by the rest of the team... headache in right eye and ear screaming did not help... at all... keeping me awake?... life... liberty... and the pursuit... and...

bullsugar! :)

sleep or laundry

the simplest of mundane decisions, health or cleanliness, as even the desire to share sits back and watches the brain shut down after the [izza-pasta carbs raise the blood sugar level and invite the sweet sleep this body and brain is (are) so hungry for... and the left ear is ringing louder than ever and both ears feel so clogged, is it wax or blood pressure or something else. a tumor or something supernatural...

sleep or laundry, such simplest questions...

down deep

there's a place i go where it doesn't matter what anybody thinks or says about me or even what anyone does to me... i let myself get taken for a fool, taken advantage of, giving more away than most ever have in a lifetime... and maybe there are lots of karma points built up for me in the universe somewhere and maybe karma points are not visible as appreciation and nothing actually comes around... ultimately the feeling inside matters most and down deep, all is well, everything's alright, and t really doesn't matter if i'm wrong or rigt where i belong i'm right, i've gotta be me...

ok, before this entry writes the songs we love to sing, i'll smile and go down deep to the place and watch the wheels go round and round... may you find your place inside too :)

oh gobber, it was horrible

i watched cable tonight... picked up the remote cuz i was asked to switch channels to find the ball dropping channel after the football game and there was one channel after another channel after another channel after, well, you get the idea... so many had something on...

i could see my brain cells dropping like flies...

since last time

some of my xmas reading cuz all that peace on earth takes knowledge (and a strong stomach)...

so i watched a lot of videos on the youtube to fill my head with stuff cuz stuff is the essence of knowledge (and a strong stomach)...

and you thought it was all bullsugar (i know)...

attention!

it's been a brain-fest weekend so far as i've watched at least a few dozen videos, probably more, some more than an hour in length and more than half educational in a legitimate academic sense... and there's been reading involved too... you can find some of the links in previous entries here and over at bullsugar, which has become the sister daily blog to this one... and there've been many new videos uploaded to the two video blogs... and even some babbles uploaded to the babble blogs... and more, but just cuz i love attention and want idol worship for my massive amygdala and hyperactive nerons and all-around brilliance doesn't mean you have the time to explore, find the evidence, believe in me as i do, and sit there typing words telling me how great i am...

of course you could, i mean, we know you can do anything you want to do... and i'll return to the music now cuz songs are such good things (and you can't stay a stranger to a song... unless you ignore it)...

kind of like everything else, aye? :)

bullsugar! :)

and then there was more

cuz i am not just addicted to some foods, but i am also addicted to sharing and have compromised by satisfying this sharing addiction with the illusion that writing these words is a form of sharing cuz they could be read at any time by you or another mind and then, sharing!...

so there is always more (if you find it :)

where have you been? (narf)

hiding or oblivious

you once knew the way

but years have lead you somewhere

have you been astray?

why would you want to be an ass tray?... toilet seat?... smoker?... ah, ash, as if...

play with the letters and you might see

you are as oblivious as me

but somewhere deeper you understand

you had the power in your own hand

all along

as simple as writing your song

but beware when listening to it on the radio cuz The mammalian brain is protected by the blood-brain barrier, which prevents harmful substances from reaching the brain tissue [and] there is evidence that exposure to electromagnetic fields at non thermal levels disrupts this barrier. dontchaknow... narf.

six days later

flashback leads to all sorts of things cha cha cha (the only way to know may be to ask).