I Come With, For, and In Peace
That's My Intention, yet I still show up in Pieces more often than not. TMI. Too Much Information. That's My Intention....
Shit. As if the Red Sea parted and God's been standing at the other end tapping his foot at his wrist, I've been humbled to admit that talking to myself is probably the safest bet.... and if I'm in need of a conversation, I'm well versed at tangent thoughts and side bars. And I could use typing practice for my income-job. So many positives, I am not quite sure what's taken me so long to start this.....or at least today, I don't understand the Perfectionist that exists among the barrel scrapers of my multi-faceted personality. Barrel scraping because that is fucking where we're at if we don't choose the limitless and infinite potential of digitalizing Humanness.
Anyway. Welcome! I am just a Human, quite unfortunately so, and I fully believe that when the aliens decide to own up to their lurking As Our Shadows, it'll pop off with us. In fact, I'm certain to join them, and if even as just a Dev Dawg on a leash (because I do think that they think we're sweet and helpless), that reality would be a lot cooler than the one we shuffled into recently....
