Wednesday, October 19, 2005
Robert Jordan is a literary mastermind. Along with Bukowski and Styron. No similarities necessarily implied or mentioned obligatorily. Jeez, there once were so many Grecian urns to ponder, or was the ish that said ponderage went down and not the urns themselves? Aye, mos def.
Well this is happening, and it’s huge, and that is going on, and it’s just kinda there, nice, you know, but the big dillie, whoa excitement city, and there’s no inclination of exaggeration what within that.
When captain America throws his mighty shield, do all that oppose that shield necessarily HAVE to yield, or is it just that the alternative is just so pain laden and inherently a drag that they just pack it in anyway? I mean, what do we have to do, literally, I mean, we don’t have to do anything. Eat? Nah, not really. You could starve yourself to death if you wanted. I mean, no one can force you to do anything, I mean, they could, but you could just go limp and give them a real hell for time of it and/or fight back and punch them in the face.
I really don’t even know why I’m typing this, just the space had looked the same for a while and this is supposedly like something of which is updated every once in a while. Now that’s a sad state of affairs. Time to destroy & rebuild? this thing possibly becoming of a scope of which feasibility has encroached on figurative and literal essences being given chances to bloom and go forth and multiply?
Just because a question is posed doesn’t mean it does or does not require or even gain credibility vis a vis an answer. Yay or nay is not necessarily any better then a firm head shrug and a committed lack of opinion. Officer bird has taught you well obi-wan.