It happens outside of myself, comes in to my brain through one of my physiological capacities I possess that provide input for perception. The data gets processed in my mind, where I add some herbs and spices, cultivated from the residual build-up from previous cycles of traffic. It brews for a bit, then makes its way down my neck, arms, then fingers. It gets typed up. Then you read it.
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
my first blog posting
Testing, testing, 1 2 3. I guess this thing works. Why wouldn't it?
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