hi!
forgotten? remember me faintly ? ya. same chick.
urine and words. both flow. both yellow. both blissful. The ideal way they should be 'fluid'. I have'nt written much in ages and i may not write for some time to come. This has nothing to do with laziness as claimed by bloggers but more to do with being able to conjure topics , not just two or four words but an idea. conjuring most things today is difficult and i am no exception. at times all i am immersed in are passing thoughts. the sorts that stimulate you but don't make you come. They are there , but not there enough.
i am beginning to feel the need to rearrange or lego-ise my thought process. let it build block by block, standing by itself on a strong base, growing by its scope on a wide scale.
Both are appealing thoughts. i wonder what to choose? The urinal thought process is in my veins (susu in veins not quite biologically appealing). it is how i think how i am . fluid. without boundaries. its like letting out a drunken torro in the middle of a crowded vizhipuram street. the end of it could just be bullshit. but it gives you the power to look everywhere. no need to wear blinkers. do netrachodan all around yet stop and think where you know you gotta stop. this power is powerful.
legoising is good. it is very good. (reminds me of the remarks my teachers used to note in my school diary and in other kids' diary) anyway isnt this a little to restricted? like you are a guy and someone asked you to pee in one-point-shot-sprinkle way. like you were a girl and someone asked you to dress all pink. pink hair colour and pink lens too.
Well. Thats what it is. my mum just brought kaju katri home. i am going to exercise my urinal thought process, which is, leaving the blog wrioting mid-way and doing what i love to do. pigging out.
point noted. fuck blinkers.
