ask_myself notme ask myself hello reply yes i'm here what do i want 040428 ... me Ask myself? Hah! I'm not even sure how to do that anymore, and I'm deathly afraid that when I do relearn this vastly important skill, I won't like the answers that are forthcoming from my brain and sub-conscious conspiracy theory. Chances are, I don't know the answers that I seek, nor ever will, which ironically will drive me forward untill my last breath ends in a bittersweet cacophany of sparrows, and childrens tales. Behold! a new soul is born, and Billy Corgan has created another album? Empty, and soul-less, I dare-say, but those are the breaks... It's a sad day indeed when an artist sells out, and gives in. Shoveling so much refuse down the throats of the masses, to make an impact. We are all hypocrits, self-righteous, ugly, yet beautiful creatures. How can repugnance exist in the same biological space as sheer, unadulterated brilliance? I ask this, and I won't get my answer in this life, or the next mayhaps? Does anyone out there, know something I don't? 070726 what's it to you? who go blather from