it's 5 am , still wide awake must be th tea that I've consumed,
damn shouldn't have drank the tea
abundant of energy
with no where to channel
no, not likely to channel it into my serious works
so i type and type and type
for this blog
it's stupid, no
it's restless
it's no aim, no
it's passion
it's nonsesnse, yes ,
it's nonsense
what can you do, no, what can i do?
i can type, type, type, type, type
Profound randomness that sparked creativity
Huh, you called this creative,Merde!!!
Whatever! Randomness is the new thing, so random so abstract,
like the painting and installation in museum and gallery we've seen nowadays.
Yeah, yeah, not in the right mind.
Well, an artist is always not in the right mind, they're obscure, not like others.
But, you're not one.
I've tried. Just im born with a accurate and proportional mind.
So, you can't be one of those.
No, i can be.
How? hitting hard on the wall? Operation?
By derange it.
( To be continue...)
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