just to help you work through all that stuff going through your head wow!!!

hahaha.
and that was just a minute.

Just got home from a long weekend off...
Not really off though when you consider I was cutting up fallen trees all weekend...
Sitting in the dark trying to watch a movie but can't seem to get into it...
Just noticed my shoelaces are untied but I'm sitting down so I should be safe...
I feel a fart coming on....well, I hope it's a fart. I don't want to get up right now.
Yep, it was just a fart...
I feel so much better now!

This sums it up
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=19BkbXMpN00

Condo got flooded
They told me that the carpet in the bedroom was okay
But my throat is swelling shut and I smell mold
Benadryl Benadry
Did they pack my Benadryl?
Oh here it is.
Take four.
I wonder how my friend is today
Last I heard he was really sick
Benadryl
I wonder if he has any
He's a few hours away
Is he so sick I need to drive there
Wait he didn't say what kind of sick
Maybe he needs Bonine and Immodium
Oh God,
He lives alone
Do you think he's stuck in the
bathroom violently ill??
Bathroom
Mine smells of mold
That would make anybody throw up
My friend
I hope he's not alternating ends
at the porcelain white wish well
Oh well, he has short hair
He doesn't need me to hold
it so he doesn't get vomit in it.

"Life Saver"

Hmm reading this thread makes me feel better about my nutty head !

I tried my best to meet a friend from here,,twice now and failed,,
Not because we're thinking dating,,just thinking friends for dinner or lunch..but now I haven't a clue to what happen,,just said yes,,then didn't call or return mine?
Then I missed my one time a year family get together because of work,,and then New Years Eve,that same miss,,and my job,,
Now I have had today off,,here with my son and family,,but feeling like I have missed so much of LIVING,,the last four weeks of life..
Back to work in eight hours,,and nothing changed really,and away I shall go for another week spent locked in a truck alone in places wher no one knows me...

I FEEL,,,life so far away...I feel living,,has all but left me,,I feel,,,more like this everyday...like a void that shall never be filled or found,,,just me being me,,a constant on-going
un-changed,,,,,time continuant suspended,,,,to lay there,,,right ahead of me,,,where I can,,,,,,,just about grab----hold,,,but it slips on,,,away,,further.. life!!

My eyes are watery
My nose wants to run and not run at the same time.
I don't feel that sick, but it peeves me anyway
I don't want to type
I feel too distracted
Yeah, I'm being negative
I always am when I'm sick
I don't like being around people like this
But I came in here because I usually talk in a stream of consciousness
And it's B.
I hardly even know her online
But Krupa makes a good point where B. is concerned
There's something about her that makes it difficult not to like her
And Krupa may have hit the nail on the head
I think B. is too critical of herself,
Yet I think B. knows herself better than any of us do.
Sometimes I wonder what the real B. is like
Is she really the way she portrays herself
Or does she just show us everything she is afraid to reveal to those who truly know her
B. is like a conundrum
But she shows so much of her thoughts online
While holding important bits back
To make us all wonder
In the end, I bet B. is saner than she would have us believe
With a bit a fire thrown in
Because she is a passionate person at heart
Who believes in all or nothing
No compromises
Just the reality of who she is
What she wants
What she is still learning
About herself
And others
I don't know
I'm just rambling
But I read a number of B's posts
And I always hope everything works out
For her.
Perhaps it's because I am jealous
of her passion
Wish I still had some of that fire
I once had
Before my life took a wrong turn
Before I began fighting against the tide
To get back on track
Because for a long time
I was the only one who believed in myself
Perhaps a few others opened their eyes
Saw what I saw
And believed in me too
But they have been fewer than I had hoped
Making them that much more special when I meet them
The boost is worth more than I can describe
And it makes me think
That I should do the same for others
When I see potential
And self-doubt
So maybe the potential wins out
In the end.

i've noticed that a lot of these stream of consciousness have been done by ill people.
yet i'm fine.
well, nevermind.
dear action;
you're mistaken.
i think?
about me anyway.
but thanks for making me laugh.

You wanted stream of consciousness...

...so I didn't edit anything out.

I just rambled to see what would happen. I didn't expect to be on the mark.

and i appreciate it.

language is a mapping function. i have got the groundwork done on the two primary categories of reason, logics, analogics, now how can it be taught such that it becomes second nature to man, how does one teach language to children such that they see it as maps to their intended behvior. . . . .

frill

is this your stream of consciousness?

to me, it's almost like true language skills are not TAUGHT SO MUCH AS GLEANED. You ever notice how children of writers and children of people who love books just sort of fall into that love of the written word. It's almost we are tempted into it. We see these people looking at a page of what looks like ink blots and they pull off a story from that, when I was little, that was almost god like. That someone had the power to interpret ink blots. Mysterious like reading tea leaves or something. I had a pen pal on Big Blue Marble before I could read and write. I thought the mail carrier lady was a supreme being. She brought these scraps of paper that contained tales of people's lives and such. My mother at her old school typewriter was the most amazing thing to me. That if you hit these keys and chained the keys together, it made this thing that could be interpreted by others like a wall in an Egyptian tomb. I was endless fascinated.

Holidays got in the way is all...
Now all the hustle bustle is over sooooooo,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,
Don't
be
sad
Terry!!!!!
I KNOW I didn't call.....
BUT
there was no call from you for me to return either because
you didn't call because you
didn't have my number!!
AND!!!!
WE ARE FRIENDS.............
aren't we????????????
Already I mean...we're friends already,
aren't we Terry?
I feel bad that you had to work on Christmas!!!
and NEW YEARS EVE!
And I really feel bad because
YOU
FEEL
BAD!!!!
Cheer up and the next time you are driving through
Tennessee
we WILL have lunch or dinner or even breakfast!!!
We'll meet at the FLYING "J" or SPEEDWAY
and
we'll shop for souvenirs like funky ball caps
and
spicy key chains
and yellow tee shirts that say chitty things like
"LET YOUR FINGERS DO THE WALKING"
and we'll laugh our azzes off gossiping about
MINGLE PEEPS
and how much we love them!!!!
It's going to be a GREAT year TERRY!!!

TRUST ME, A GREAT YEAR!!!!

See my Language and Experience, among other works.

I have a job to do, a hobby. I am constantly pushing myself on it. Otherwise, I would not have been able to make the discoveries I have. They were the results of years of pushing.

It is of the greatest importance.

it was a yes or no question.

Let's define Yes or No.

That is exactly right, man is, one might say, pre-linguistic. As such, more often than not, we are moved as much by gibberish as truth. Not an acceptable situation.