somehow i think

therefore what?... but seriously, i think, sometimes i think this writing space has forgotten it's purpose as so many have before (or perhaps it will in a week or so) and touched the real (the what?... allusions to illusions or delusions of grandiousity, if you could only know you might be introduced to me and then the magic might begin if you could only see your way to give me you as much as i can give you me... reality and fantasy are completely in you and me)...

something in the way...

ya know?