Unbelievability and Chemically Induced Spasms

Current conditions are ripening at an unprecedented pace. Prophecy notwithstanding, observation would lend one to surmise that at our present rate of accelerated existence, there can't be much more random interaction left in relation to the time remaining to experience such. This revelation, though problematic in any reasonable application, is reassuring in it's confirmation that we are not going mad, the universe is mad and we are beginning to make sense of that.

Meanwhile, hormonal flare-ups and doltish behavior do not mix well, and are best avoided by good Christians and brutish mongols alike. Unfortunately, unlike spirituality, the baser thrills are pretty much mainstay product for most of us, lost in our personal turgid romances. The backasswards sensibilities enabled in said sport are at best a difficult alliance of empirical thinking and great shrieking winds of unbridled emotion tearing away the very landscape of your soul. A questionable endeavor, to be sure. However, it can be a trip to the moon on gossamer wings, I have heard.

So within the remaining spin allowed, let us join together in peace and harmony, knowing that this physical world is what we make it. So love without taking too much, if you can.