Deadman Singing

Ooohlaalaaa

Lol. All that I am, writing, is purely fictional :D. The premise of which is of course, the convoluted, the petty, the fatalistic intellect of mine :D.

Whatever I have written above is rubbish! You know that don't you, but then to believe the cautionary note, its always, up to oneself, like one decides to flout rules, like me going to the deep sea, when all I know is to crawl over water, the feeling of exhilaration obtained, especially when danger is so starkly staring at you, is an experience incomparable. Its the same feeling when you overcome those treacherous climbs when trekking, when the slopes are slippery with rain, when you kinda wish you had brought some kinda footwear which wouldn't feel as if it might slip off the rocks any minute, but then outta sheer curiosity, one might wish to know what would have happened if I had tired in the deep sea, if in those treacherous slopes I had slipped, If? If I could have faced it totally. Only one thing holds back, but that is obviously strong enough, the same, the very same curiosity, the curiosity that still pretends to have the of all the excitement, every bit of it of a five year old in this wide world of ours.

This curiosity, it seems, thats all that keeps me alive, eh? Well even if that might be true, its not as simple as it is. The strength inherent in that "mere curiosity" has all that is required for the survival of an individual. Its this curiosity, that I call my love of/for Life. Yes I am using curiosity in a very loose sense of the word, but then it's my decision how to use a word!

I and me, sometimes, sometimes they feel like two different people. One full of life, energy, excitement, youth, and happiness; and the other, already ancient, sleepy, sober, cynical, perpetually contended, and above all bored off everything/everyone around. But then I guess ironies and paradoxes are just part of ones life, the good part is these coexist, complement, supplements, and of course in some instances at odds.
:)) So was me singing or laughing?? But then my laughter is so much better than me singing.
The world is not fair, I can't bloody well sing even if I want to, but then I guess thats only thing i would want to crib about LOL, I guess.

Whatya wanna Do? Hehehehe

Fun?

Typing with one hand is a bore alright, but then not typing is even more so I guess. The lead up to this has been pretty interesting, I mean the one handedness. Life's always interesting, it's a misnomer to say life is fun! As some one said that is one over used word. Only one other word betters the word "fun", oh yeah "FUCK". I don't even think its fuckin over used for that fuckin matter. Its one helluva fuckin great word. Coming back to life, had an accident, serious or not, i still know not. Truth to say haven't bothered to evaluate the supposed seriousness. Its a futile exercise.

I just have to say a few seconds in my life I really flew, nice enough experience to have even with a hand broken I suppose. Should try at being a human canon ball I suppose :-?. Everything is alright when it's boring hmm. Its when things are interesting that you got to watch out for I suppose. Was my life in retrospect has been a lil too inerestin? nah i dont think so..i surely wouldn't mind it to get a lot more interesting..

Ah I could ramble on and on I guess to no avail. Sometimes its the only thing worth doing :)

A lot of times, I feel as if, I am living some ones life and laughing at him and everything around him, incessantly. That's the funny part in my life I guess nothing more or nothing less.