the titles are changing. sometimes.

When I was able to I wanted to wonder what it was that was happening. And other times. Not always. Something would happen. And yet. I would not know what it was that I was doing. And here I am. Doing that which I do not fully understand.

There are seven different kinds. But only sometimes. There are not really meaning there. But simply the placement of words. And that is pretty neat. There being only so much that can be written. But a lot of it could be reused. Through the whatever methods you choose to inspire you to write down the words. What ever they be.