However! In being verbose it sometime feels as if what you say is even more a repeat then if you speak in simpler ways. So we can continue to ponder this issue(?) does it really matter enough to spend thought and energy upon? All the other skulls floating around in the ether with their happy payload of gray matter don't seem to be particularly troubled with monotone reality whether in word or deed.
So we can imagine an infinite splash of color that warps in and out of space in such patterns as to confuse the eye and boggle the brain. The wavelengths that these black electronically represented letters spit forth towards my eye sockets are perhaps more then black. Perhaps my mind filters out the reality of the information being transmitted. Just because you don't detect a thing does not mean its not there.
And perhaps to follow that line of thought further, perhaps within these words are encoded concepts that you haven't see at first glance? perhaps there is a code within the code? What would that code be? Is a code without context meaningful? If I write a message to myself then perhaps so. I can encode it so that only i can decipher what it is that I intend to say. So that future tomas might be able to discern some meaning that is to be squeezed out drop by juicy drop from the words that fill the page.
Or perhaps the code is simpler or more complex. Perhaps it is not for me at all, but for another to decipher.
Then this entry is for them!
Would they know that it is for them without first receiving the communication or preamble? Every packet of information needs some form of header to notify the recipient of its potential meaning? Or is the header simply the method employed in disbursing the message to the potential recipient? Something is contradicting itself here? Something rings more false then true? Does the veracity of the truth hold any purpose when the message is emotive in nature and not specifics driven? Does the manipulation of the text lead to the desired end point?
Perhaps! I'll see. In colors to colors we flow. In darkness no colors are seen. In light too bright the colors lose luster. In life too intense the colors distract from themselves. Subtly we approach are desired point... And what you see is what you get.
Tonite I played my bass and drank a Jack Daniels whilst doing so.
The more things stay the same, the more they change.
Is the ground beneath our feet stable or fluid?
Just watch an earthquake from space if you need to know the answer to that one. But thats pretty impossible and stupid.
All things are in motion!
The end is the key!
current music: Hitchhikers Guide To The Galaxy - Thanks For All The Fish