when im tired i tend to just sloosh my thoughts down let my hands go adrift on my keyboard i dont mind if readers wont understand somethings arent meant to be understood anyway. times like these. you see i have long reckoned that if there is a raison d’être to our existence, it is to carry vindication to the mystery &beauty of creation. my thinking, as always, was simple — a macrocosm universe unobserved is just an idle effort. whats a thespian art without an audience? carrying on from that apprehension, to a greater extent i believe that the prominent component for conscious living is curiosity. what will occur next? why is this happening now? how does that go? where did it come from? where is it going? to be curious is to be in the moment. to be in the moment is to be in bestowal of grace. im a big fan of innovation and yet, as my years advance, the more im predisposed to peer away from what is and seek refuge in my prissy ideas of what should be. as a result, i call into question my resistance of nostalgia. i was created to stand in awe and admiration amidst the spectacle of eternity. and apparently, make you believe i understand a single word i said in this blog.