I fogot to post this the other day.. oops.
Stupid "Word" and all it's glory! That's what happens when we get distracted and forget to finish a job. Anyway, here we go... .more stupid shit.
The SUBJECT WAS: "Over and Over and Over Again!"
The subject has nothing to do with anything. I randomly picked the word "over" and thought, "Joe?" I call myself "Joe". I said, "Joe, write 'over' several times for absolutely no reason whatsoever... Adding the conjunction "and" and "again" and then put it all together. You have to love the English language for having such words that make sense out of nonesense. AND, for giving me a ... Nah, I will leave this little, stupid wittiness alone.
Anyway, today was one of those days that can easily be forgotten. If it wasn't for dinner with friends, it would have been a non-day. That means, everything was status quo. I have too many of those "status quo" days. It gets boring. Sure, I had "drama" days. Those days I long for "status quo." But, if one has too many status quo days, it does get boring. AND, we can get destructive. I am just bored. I think I don't want to quit smoking because of that very reason. It's a time filler. Yes, yes... This summer I plan on the cold turkey bit. I figure I can be up in Wisconsin where nobody is around as I go through the, "GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME!" after quitting days. There I can keep myself busy, and I won't hit people with shovels. It's always good to not hit people with shovels.
Lately I've been trying to figure out how to end the "status quo" and begin to have "eventful" days. I've got nothing. I thought maybe I should actually write things other then boring ass blogs.... Of course, I've had this thought before. This, in itself, has become a boring thought. I will no longer have this thought, therefore won't bore me, nor anybody who reads this. I wish not to be boring. I hate boring. Boring sucks. Anyway, what to do... what to do.
Anyway, the main reason for even checking in today and composing this blog was to merely end the day with some sort of brain exercise. "Can I write something without giving any thought?" That's what I asked myself when I walked in the door. I don't often ask myself questions, but today I did. AND, I sure can! This blog comes with 100% no thought. I put no thought here. I am not even thinking as I write this. You can tell the lack of thought merely by looking at the randomness of my sentences and words. They are all over the place! Thinking causes... ummmm... causes a linear pattern. ummm... maybe. Non-thought creates abstract ideas with no cohesion at all. My sentences don't make any sense. My thinking or lack there of, has created dribble. I am dribbling. Isn't that great? Maybe I should not-think more often to find out where it might take me. I won't think tomorrow when I drive my car! WATCH OUT, THINKERS! I won't think when I work. WATCH OUT, LEARNERS! I won't think when I converse! WATCH OUT, LISTENERS! I am through with thought. It gets mer no where! So, I won't think! I think no more... therefore I am not. I won't think. I am done with that stupid idea of thinking. What has it gotten me lately? Nothing! So, thought is gone. My brain is a thinkless organ that can't think. I think I shall end this so I can not think about going to bed nor think about getting up.
I am not thinking.
No thought here.
Nor here.
Thoughtless.
Nope.
I have not had a thought for several seconds now.
Begone, useless thought!
Ummmmmm.......................................................................................................
The SUBJECT WAS: "Over and Over and Over Again!"
The subject has nothing to do with anything. I randomly picked the word "over" and thought, "Joe?" I call myself "Joe". I said, "Joe, write 'over' several times for absolutely no reason whatsoever... Adding the conjunction "and" and "again" and then put it all together. You have to love the English language for having such words that make sense out of nonesense. AND, for giving me a ... Nah, I will leave this little, stupid wittiness alone.
Anyway, today was one of those days that can easily be forgotten. If it wasn't for dinner with friends, it would have been a non-day. That means, everything was status quo. I have too many of those "status quo" days. It gets boring. Sure, I had "drama" days. Those days I long for "status quo." But, if one has too many status quo days, it does get boring. AND, we can get destructive. I am just bored. I think I don't want to quit smoking because of that very reason. It's a time filler. Yes, yes... This summer I plan on the cold turkey bit. I figure I can be up in Wisconsin where nobody is around as I go through the, "GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME!" after quitting days. There I can keep myself busy, and I won't hit people with shovels. It's always good to not hit people with shovels.
Lately I've been trying to figure out how to end the "status quo" and begin to have "eventful" days. I've got nothing. I thought maybe I should actually write things other then boring ass blogs.... Of course, I've had this thought before. This, in itself, has become a boring thought. I will no longer have this thought, therefore won't bore me, nor anybody who reads this. I wish not to be boring. I hate boring. Boring sucks. Anyway, what to do... what to do.
Anyway, the main reason for even checking in today and composing this blog was to merely end the day with some sort of brain exercise. "Can I write something without giving any thought?" That's what I asked myself when I walked in the door. I don't often ask myself questions, but today I did. AND, I sure can! This blog comes with 100% no thought. I put no thought here. I am not even thinking as I write this. You can tell the lack of thought merely by looking at the randomness of my sentences and words. They are all over the place! Thinking causes... ummmm... causes a linear pattern. ummm... maybe. Non-thought creates abstract ideas with no cohesion at all. My sentences don't make any sense. My thinking or lack there of, has created dribble. I am dribbling. Isn't that great? Maybe I should not-think more often to find out where it might take me. I won't think tomorrow when I drive my car! WATCH OUT, THINKERS! I won't think when I work. WATCH OUT, LEARNERS! I won't think when I converse! WATCH OUT, LISTENERS! I am through with thought. It gets mer no where! So, I won't think! I think no more... therefore I am not. I won't think. I am done with that stupid idea of thinking. What has it gotten me lately? Nothing! So, thought is gone. My brain is a thinkless organ that can't think. I think I shall end this so I can not think about going to bed nor think about getting up.
I am not thinking.
No thought here.
Nor here.
Thoughtless.
Nope.
I have not had a thought for several seconds now.
Begone, useless thought!
Ummmmmm.......................................................................................................
posted by "Just" Joe at 5:08 PM
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