Hey! I haven’t been receiving emails from the Boss for YouTube.com videos! I must be out of the loop! Hehe! Hush up now. There’s no need to send me useless emails since I could practice on my own with a Kimball piano and whatever music theory from only three years of piano lessons I have inside my big brain.
Anyway, I couldn’t hear what he rattled on and on about, even with my hearing aide set to the second of three volumes. For a LONG while, I was thinking of humming that old 1984’s “Alphaville – Forever Young”, which I did after he said something to this effect – “young” and “forever”.
Well, he must be really a toid, which are highly intelligent and, yes, handsome, but energetically nasty/mean/fugly. He (like so many others) are cheaters and must have access to my data sets – somehow, somewhere – to reasonably predict how/when/if such events are indeed to play out synchronously, like Saturday evening mass and women, especially Maw, wearing salmon/peach/pink outfits! Gasp!
In other words, I might be able to program an event into the future, just by thinking. Alas, I don’t want things to “go entirely my way” and keep imagining that each entity is independent/separate but still holding hands with each other in unison, especially with their “assigned” significant others.
Which would explain the strange sentiment/feeling of jealously that I’ve been picking up/imagining from the “One God”, who wishes to love and be loved but cannot love in the sense that human-toids would do so in their respective reality/dimensional/time-space continuum. Has sadness but at the same time gladness. So it is… 🙁
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