And the time to act is now!

I feel like now is the time for me to create something, for me to let my brain flow and flutter and splat its contents on the walls of people's houses, metaphorically speaking, of course. I've decided to start right here on this blog because I feel like typing something, so listen with your eyes and brain to this wonderous byte of prose while thinking of whatever you want.

There are certain things in life that you can never do unless you really want to do them. Skydiving is one of them. Well, not really, but I'm too lazy to come up with an example that actually makes sense, but wait, I can't do that. I have to come up with an example that makes sense. Now is the time to act, not create worthless copeouts. Let me think. I'm thinking while typing because I want my thoughts to flow in a sort of psuedo-continous rhythm of key presses and I don't know what else to do with my time. Yay. I need to keep thinking. Umm, I guess it'd be better to type the ideas that flow through my thoughts than distract myself by saying that I'm typing something. Hmm, lets see, things that you have to want to do to be able to do. Maybe killing, but no, for killing can be done in protection of oneself. Maybe protecting oneself, hmm, no, not that either, it won't work. Maybe living. Yeah, living.

You can only live if you really want to live, and what makes you really want to live? The things you find worth doing of course. You can't really desire to live if you're doing nothing. I've tried it for nearly six months, and all it does is bring you into a depression circle that's very difficult to get out of. I'm currently trying my hardest to get out of it. I used to be swimming against the current, but now I believe the current has slowly begun to take my side, or rather, it's currently taken no side; it's more like a lake than a river right now, and I have to push myself on my own, but at least it's no longer against me.

You know what? I think the river is actually with me a little bit, so if I let myself drift, I will be going in the right direction, but I don't know how long that will last. I have a theory that the less you do something the less you want to do it, which I think is true for most things, but is not true for a lot of other things. So, what do I say? I don't know. The grammar of these sentences needs to improve. No, rather I have to improve the grammar of these sentences. This isn't about my grammar; it's about me. I'm the one who controls my grammar, not my grammar itself. It is only a blueprint, a cookie cutter. Man, I totally stole that from a movie that I watched a few days ago, or was it a tv show? It doesn't matter, for it wasn't really a thiefing, but more of a borrowing or remaking or remixing. Lots of ors linker in the previous sentence, which astounds me. Hey, that's a fun exercise, logic. Yeah, lets try some logic.

I have a banana because a monkey gave it to me. The monkey gave it to me, so it could be free from my net. If I free the monkey from my net, it will not be mad at me, for monkeys love being set free much more than they hate loosing bananas. However, I have heard from many folks around here that monkeys are devilish liars, so maybe I should keep the monkey in my net, or he will take the banana back from me when he is free. What should I do?

I release the monkey, for his screeching is destroying my hearing, but he doesn't move. He lifts up his hands and claps them together, screeching even louder than before. I plug my ears, which he notices, giving me a stare of disapproval. A pretty young lady dressed in nothing but a cloth of brown fur comes out of the forest and looks down at the monkey, who makes a strange hand gesture toward her then toward me. The lady approaches me and says, "He wants you to burn the net."

Then I wake up because it was all a dream. Yay.

I'm okay.