OH THE THINKS THAT YOU CAN THINK OF...........................I know it might just be a whole lot of nutting, but still makes sense to me. If it doesn't make sense to you, then, I am just a nut. But who cares anyway. I thinketh that stinketh.....brain brain, what fuels you to think? Give me some brain fuel. I have had a lot of human fuel, but I do need some brain fuel or brain food, I guess.Do you think the brains cells grow? by how many inches?Oh, I am nuts. Now, I remember I just had some fish for lunch, but still this brain of mine seems not working. I need to juggle those vocabularies and magic words to come up with a mind stimulating thoughts to chisel on my log book.I just want to work on it, just like how an artist would carve or stroke his work to perfection.
I am a drifter myself just like many. I am also a stranger walking on the streets. I go on my day to day life as you do. Striving, competing for a work well done at every end of the day. My other half call me "nutty buddy" so far I like it when he calls me that. I have always believed I must have something in this coconut shell I carry over my shoulders.Everybody should have. I mean, when you carry that heavy thing everyday from birth till death, then perhaps put something it it. Think of it as a micro chip that stores all the important things you want to keep. But saving that coconut also mean using it.O di ba? O diva? I know you might not understand that if you're not one of my kind. It's just an expression meaning "isn't it?".
