I told someone earlier - visa vie Tinder - that I don't have any spiritual path. I don't have any meditation practice either. I'm here just trying to have a laugh I said.
In the stead of using an antique diary or journal I guess I'll use the interwebs permanence to my advantage. Maybe I'll become a better typist as a result. Or maybe this venture will hinder my chances to become President or Prime Minster. I feel as though more likely these words will become a piece in the instillation of one of our great American novels. Even more likely it seems this will become a beginning to a manifesto which sparks a series of events which eventually leads to the 'peaceful' destruction of so-called 'Babylon."
I prefer paper. I keep editing these words because its electronic. I'm almost positive Id be writing completely different should I have been writing in the same book.Writing for a mythical audience of one or more. Like an invitation for a party with a +1 for a loner/loser.
Where I am.
What I'm watching.
Golden State is up by 30.
What am I to do with this time? Should be such a rhetorical question. I know what I'm going to do. My goals are as close to me as the very precise Christmas lists I would write as a child. Eagerly awaiting the top items I was sure to get, I'm tentatively excited to do the same with my own mental, physical, spiritual Christmas list. The following entries should serve to be a record of that progress - all thanks to God.
Then again, who knows, who could refuse a blast?
