Randomness at the end of the day......

The randomness at the end of the day. Does it really have to make sense? Why as human beings we have this urge to always rationalize everything - Well in fact blogging about this makes me a hypocrite - Aren't I the one who is trying to rationalize something at the moment. I hope not...

For if you read further into this post you will come to realize that what is written here makes no sense and it does not need sense to be worthy of anything. It will judge itself by it's own accord even in mockery and its no mere veneer of vanity (Thanks to V for Vendetta for that part of Awesome words - Best script ever - Do yourself a favour and read the script. You mite need a thesaurus, but then again maybe you will not) Back to the point of being no point...

To say that the Universe revolves around some point is to say that it has end and for an object to have an end means it has to have a start. And if anything a start and end is boundaries - when does boundaries play part in any play. Is the mind really that constricted to the norm? Or is the norm an object with boundaries and like rules needs to be broken? The choice lies somewhere in the mind of fantasy if not reality. For the prospective to be seen lies in the mind of the Beholder (Or in some cases the Beer holder - I prefer Tequila)

Are you normal - NO - I am not and I prefer it that way. I am and that's what matters for me to be means that I, like so many counterpart, are!!! A universe is because somewhere it or something chose it to be. So every random act has absolutely nothing to do with anything but has to do with everything. If i take something and hide it. Is it still there?? It is and yet it is not. Does it come down to believing its there? I cannot say, but I can think and with a mind that has the ability to think, comes action and for every action there is an equal re-action. But did you see the re-action, Yes? No? Maybe? If not or if unsure was there ever a re-action. Why are we bound to the thoughts of compelling's. What happened to free rain. Did it disappear? Hope not and if so who's duty is it to obtain it again?

So in conclusion of nothing - Randomness is a factor with no boundaries. It's a pro and a con. Depends on the wind. . .

So from one Vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of fate to another:

"The night is at its calmest with and absentminded smile......"