:::Delusion at midnight:::

why is it on one hand im so attracted to the concepts of blogs but when the space, time, mood, and tools for writing are there --- the inspiritation flys on by and delusion swings past.
And why is it most of my revelations or understandings, happen in the process of writing or speaking. maybe this is what channeling is all about.

what could be an eerie, tho chilled, laid back melodic minimalist beat plays from the speakers reverberating off the wall... the sound has stopped and the cars drive past. almost non existant to my ears who have heared this sound far too often to take notice but when its not there (in a dark park or outta tha city on ur lonesome)..

the fear
sets in
.... only because there is nothing there. no cars, no sounds lights or "signs of life"
suddenly on your own. or seemingly so... the safety of the city hum. a big wet security blanket that drips and drips and drips away at your inner eye till you go crazy at which point charlie says you'll be able to see.

falling in love.. with the mind with words unspoken -
reading words written by another
such fantastical moods and feelings and sensuality envoked!
though the words were meant for no one in particular
blurted out in cyber space
they come to me in a way that
makes me feel.
makes
me
FEEL

so far ive writen complete nonsense