Blah Blah Blah.

I am sitting in my room, wondering whether I should pick up any new addictions. Not like the ones I have aren't enough, but they're not dangerous.

I should smoke cigarettes.

I should be a wino.

I should swallow paint.

My little cat is steadily watching my birds who are also watching her. I know she wants to eat them.

Where did you come from?

I don't know.

Where are you going?

A ways down the road.

Something peculiar happened to me the other night, and I'm afraid it might have been sacriligious, but I don't know. I don't know anything really, and this is good. My cup is always empty. At least nothing bad was caused by it... it was very bizarre. I don't know if I want that to ever happen again... but it would be selfish of me to reject any gifting that may touch another. The world's so much larger than myself; there's so much more to it. It's selfish to think of only yourself, of only your individual happiness, of only how others may perceive you.. Duhhh. The closer I come to God, the more I truly realize in my being that nothing is ever about me, not even slightly. Everything is about everyone. We're all one body.

I am he as you are he as you are me and we are all together...

COO COO CUCHOO!!

Evian was really upset last week. He said he was annoyed, and there was nothing anyone could do. He was frustrated with other people's actions, even though no one had done anything to him directly. I asked him then why was he mad. He said, "because you are everyone, and everyone is you. These people are doin' stupid shit, and they're not gonna stop and you can't stop them. So all these people are doin' stupid shit and it affects you cause you're everyone and everyone is you. Don't forget that."

Where did you come from?

Where did you go?

Where did you come from,

Cotton-eyed Joe.