inquiry

If blogging has taught me anything, it's the uselessness of words.

I can see the mental illness seemingly craving it grinding to a halt.

I mean, how could it not?

Because even in the thousandths of a percent of the times it catches attention leading unto response, the response is invariably nothing more than evidence of private meanings/interpretations that, together, couldn't help but miss the point.

Minds – aka ships of foolishness – passing in the night at best.

All a bored....