have you ever tried to place things in some logical order?
but those things do not quite exist?
only in your own mind.
not yet anything.
nothing more than dream, adrenaline and thought.
so how do you place them?
organize and share them with the world?
i know i must sound very artsy right now.
intricate for no apparent reason.
like a bad camera angle in an indie flick.
what did the director even do that for?!
i know i must.
i am just trying to sort it out.
the thick airy mist of genius and ignorance that is floating through my head.
which are which?
which gaseous forms must i harness and make solid?