yes, a ramble... not several rambles all put together to make an entry, but one ramble so big it was broken up to make a series of entries... there may or not be a theme (or a river) running through it... it may or may not make sense, depending on where you put your sense of perspective today... it is not mean to confuse, abuse, or refuse anyone, though many might find reason to ponder how lost they are by the time they turn the page... management bears no responsibility for blood leaking from ears...

oh come on, that's not serious, right?...

everything is illusion... wait, I'll prove it... you think I can not, perhaps, but I shall endeavor to suggest to you right here and now the evidence that confirms the premise that everything is illusion... ready?...

this is no illusion, it is a real ramble... even, amidst the illusion of life amidst the illusion of being amidst the illusion of creating illusions that pass for reality, whatever that is, this ramble is real... it exists... it is here right before your eyes and entering your mind as you read it, becoming part of your reality, which is, of course, your illusion...

see?...

meanwhile, back at the drawing board, our hero diligently works on the equations that will save the world (or at least explain it all), ultimately knowing that the greatest good will somehow be manipulated by fear into some sort of weapon of mass destruction (Einstein found out too late, but don't tell him) just because that is what people do... they might tell you their god created them that way, you know, frail, weak, full of shit, as if it was somehow a legitimate excuse and letting them off the hook for wasting a perfectly good planet, but the Zorgons keep the books and there will be an accounting, you can be sure...

as with any seemingly endless ramble, I am bound to offend the sensibilities of many among us and I'll take this opportunity to say fuck 'em if they can't take a joke, and also, no harm intended... although Uncle Henry might have something to say about that and personally, I'd rather fuck Dorothy than Em, but that's besides the point...

love is also a four letter word, you know...

while this ramble is not sprinkled with what many might consider offensive language (and don't let me get started on how people attempt to control each other by claiming they have been offended when they are actually seeking out any excuse to control the supposedly offending party), if you are willing to open your mind, you might learn something (or pretend you did, you know, just to share the illusion that all this is not actually a waste of time) and if you are just here for the fun, well pull up a bean bag and start masturbating...

I am not precisely sure just where each break (that's entry break, in case you got lost there in Oz or didn't know quite where you were for a moment) will come in this one long ramble, but come it shall (the break) and you'll be prompted to click on the link (which shall be the secret word CONTINUE in case you were wondering, but remember you've been swore to secrecy even if you forgot, so remember anyway and then forget it) to proceed to the next entry which will be the continuation of the stream of consciousness that forms this seemingly endless ramble...

one ramble, remember...

tell me, does your caged bird sing?...

meanwhile, back at the captain's table, I should mention before we leave the dock that we may have forgotten to pack life preservers, so anyone not proficient at swimming (or holding your breath for long periods of time) might want to disembark now... there will be no refunds, so don't even ask, but if you do (ask), you will be laughed at... it's your choice, really, and some people actually pretend to like it...

please take the hands of little children (because you'll be arrested if you touch them anywhere else) and make sure they don't make a mess of anything because you'll be asked to clean it up and if you don't, we'll throw it at you as you disembark... and laugh... at you...

if your accommodations do not suit your needs, please see the purser who is just learning the language so if you do not understand him, the word he is trying to say is tough... he will be happy to assist you into other accommodations if we had any, but since we don't he'll just laugh at you and tell you to please move along...

yes, there will be linkage during this journey... it is greatly hoped that all of the links work and will continue working throughout your voyage on through eternity, but that is probably not going to happen no matter how much we hope, so deal with it...

and check out the links anyway...

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