there be words here. and i wanted to write by hand. but first i had to write about it on the computer. and then i would go and write on the notebook paper that i  have at my disposal.

i am interested if anyone in the creative sphere. i wonder if anyone would buy something as random as a strangers journal. i would sell you journals that i fill with words. the words that come to my mind. words like these ones.

there are going to be a few copies of my words here and there. but perhaps with different changes between them.

there are words that i am going to use. and then here i shall use them in a different way.

thank you for your time.

 

the terms here are going to be described as following this pattern of demonstration.

the demonstrative purpose is to help explain the metaphorical comparisons. mostly consisting of analogous similes. and then a more unique creation, that of an almost n+1 variety

the idea is that i would help start the lexical work of the century.  i mean to identify most phrases possible in the english language. and then explain such phrases and meanings in other ways.

the idea is that it would test the information volatility metrics.if enough changes happen, however slight. it would lead to the creation of such an expression that one  can call. art.

in my case it is writing. and this is what i wanted to write. but it is all a work in progress. and blogging is helping me figure things out. what is cool of all this. is that anyone that finds this can become a part of it. we just got to talk and figure it out.

 

its a no holds barred, whatever comes to mind kind of thing. that is how i write, or…well it is how i see what i write. i wonder what it is that i write, what it really means. as i can only guess that it would mean that, in the whole scale of things. i wonder if my words would ever reach such a press. a place, of mass production. not out of any obsolescence.  but that of a need. a want of greatness. is that not what we want in our lives. our words that we write. a small speck, a tiny tiny, tiny. portion of that which we live. i work hard for my bits is all i am saying.

there are sometimes things that just do not make sense. and yet here i am making somethign that does not make sense. not at first. what else would i be able to say. least of all do.

there are more ways not to than for tthere to be able to accomplish. and here i am. wondering if this would work. as far as i know. there are going to be more ways than not. and i wonder if this would really work. and here i am. wondering again the same th ing. and then i wonder about it again. and yet here i am.

 

i have some ideas here. as i would like to share them and then i would not be able to get rid of them. i would hope at least. at the time. that i would be able to do th is. and not meess it up. i do not think that i would be able to mess it up though. i just know that it is going to take a lot of time. as far as i know there are still some different ways that this could go wrong. and here i am wondering what is going to happen. and then i am here. are not i?

there are still so many different things that i am going to be able to do. or at least i would become really good at wasting time. and then i would wonder what else i should do.

then there are more things to talk about. and then i woudl think of more things to talk about. and then i would write about them. as if i could really make a difference. i would like to think that i would be making a difference. but only a very little one. there are some more ways that i could be able to do this. and then there are more ways than i would like to know about. sometimes. i wonder if this is all worth it or not. i hope that it is worth it.

and yet i do not think that is up to me. and yet here i am writing these words.

i have handwritten journals for sale. please contact me through the wordpress platform if that is of interest to you