And so it goes and things twist and turn, and then in revealing all the things that need no revealing a revelation is reached where the consensus might just agree with itself so long as you look at the consensus in the correct way. If you do not, then there may be no consensus that agrees with itself and then what will you do? Where will you go from there? Sure, you could look at the thing in a different way, but where would the fun in that be?

Not here, that’s for sure.

Now, with all of these things being considered in a manner that suggests that they are indeed being considered, there needs to be the remembering of how things go and how they twist and turn so as to be able to see how it all folds and collapses in on itself, for there is some folding and some collapsing that needs viewing so as to be able to know when and when not to, and all of the things that will inevitably fall in between all of the other things.

Well, enough of that kind of fiasco. Now it is time to kick the feet up and outward and look inward and twist sideways whilst looking westward for what it is that we all desire, but cannot grasp due to the things that we cannot grasp being far and away from the reach of generations stacked upon each other in a manner that suggests the extension of reach. Of course there is no need to state reach; just suggest it as that is the best way of going about things in this day and age, as they say.

So anyway, plenty of looking in many different ways and directions and the hope is to find something that is needing to be found by those that need to find it, and we don’t know how that will turn out, but of course there is always the hope that it will turn out alright. You don’t want it to turn out poorly; you want it to turn out alright as if it turns out poorly, then there is the additional chance of things going rather bad and then there could be negative consequences and we don’t want to see those. We want to bury our heads in the sand if that does indeed happen.

Then again, if it does not happen we still may bury our heads in the sand. You see, there is every possibility of it not being those that may make the error as those that make the error. It may be us instead and then… maybe the mistakes are what we have to accept. Maybe we would not be able to run away from them and if we cannot run away from them, what then? What do we do and where do we go?

Well, I guess the most sensible thing would be to start tunneling and take flight from the scene in question.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 05:35:59

More stuff best described as messy, bland, and so on and so forth, but I feel this one has a good flow. Maybe.

Written at home.