So what am I to think of this? How can I have a masterful understanding of it if nothing is involved? How can I have a masterful view of life if nothing is neglected? What is what it is, is it what is life or how is who or what is it all when it's all one thing? Why do I ask so many questions?
It's a matter of schematics how what makes a man makes man a what, and what thinks a man thinks man a who, but who's to say what man can think if he's a what, then what's he to do? Speaking of which, let's have a talk. Take a shot of talk and converse with me in the morning. If that's how it's going to be then let's not forget that we haven't conversed in years. It's never wrong to think this way. Who thinks this way? It's puzzling. But never again will the words come out of my fingers that we should talk again; I hate talking.
There's nothing more secluded than a talk in the woods, but a conversation, well, that's just it. Take this for example: I've got nothing. God damn it if I couldn't think of something to say. Is that ever the case? It shouldn't be. If thoughts were things I'd still have nothing in this world, just a load of shit. Just like it is, my mind is never in queue. Maybe if I sat down more to think about it I'd get someplace with it. My mind. What a terrible place. The air near my fingers is stagnant; it reeks of wandering glances into the microcosm of my universe. My microuniverse.
My macroluminescent obscure and opaque signs of relief that come from false advertising and bait-and-switch late promises. Can we all be lyrically supposed or are we supposed to prose logically?
I couldn't demand an answer just because there's a question mark at the end of the sentence. Damn that. It could have been interesting to find out. Oh well, on to the next thought, as if there were any at all. The practice is to not think at all, yet the theory is that I think in the first place. Whatever.
This is dry and unintelligible, so how am I to deal with it? Should I look back, realize what's going wrong, and then fix the problem? How can I even suggest such a thing? I don't think. I do not think. I do not make it up, I just make it. But even that seems wrong to me. Is there anything wrong? Maybe it's all in the seeming. Maybe nothing seems like it should. Alright.
