yeah......those lovable sugary jollies that i have such a proclivity for that drive those meaningless thoughts of meaningless meaning away, and drive my inner inhibitions to see things in such a way that give delighted responses in my brain, which is evidence that my brain is maturing
. In some cases these quinessential "jollies" might be seen as a demonstration of the growing knowledge of my surroundings and the intertwined methods of a purging complementary view to my behavior on my behalf...Like Edward Bradford Titchener who was a fabled pschologist who smelled roses to measure the functionalism of the brain, I'm but he, but who sees the beauty in the anime-music-videos, in which i take in with keen observation. I try to see the introspection (looking inward) within these AMVs, and training with them to report elelments of my experience as I look at the AMV, listening to them with keen ears, focusing on the sinchrinization of the sound blending in with the effects created by those several hundred Japanese artist who originally created the clip that you so elegantly made into your AMV, and looking at my immediate sensations from seeing the amv, the images, and the feelings become one, and soon that dreadful but yet wet tear arises...and irrelevance of it all...is all i need...all i need to make my day...
...but i owe it to those who make them, without them, i wouldn't have my roses...
My strength is not that of the mountains, nor is as vast as the plains, nor does each wave crash upon the shore and thunder like lightning into my viens...but that which i can muster, and that which i will, i will bring myself foward into this world like no man has done before...
Oh my god, what's wrong with you people?!
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