running_rambling_narritive_girl sab and i have this one voice that is a constant like white noise, she's the blue flickers that come through the internal static she narrates for me everything that goes on links things to words to images joyously juggles songs like cream throws random thoughts and ideas whilst kniting them all furiously together constantly and i wonder if its not jsut thoughts if its not the way everybody thinks a million things all arcing away like the computer graphics of how the information superhighway words a million points of light all zooming away and around until some days i get dizzy it helpes to write it down for to write it down helps capture it on the page like butterflies in a paper net so that theres not so many butterflies in my head anymore i used to be able to know who the day would go by listening carefully to the song that was in my head when i awoke. there is no point to this blathe 040826 ... egger . 040826 what's it to you? who go blather from