Thank God, it's overdue!

Could it be that questioning things which wouldn't make you feel that life makes sense is actually about you realizing that you're missing love in your life? Yes, it could. It's about all the useless facts like dinosaurs which couldn't make you happy anyhow or help a tiny little bit when you're craving certainty, and want to feel that it's not only a small life so manic, but something more and longer lasting (even longer than the dinosaurs, that is).

punch a higher floor

Some nights ago I had these wild dreams... again, of me traveling in a strangely disfunctioning elevator... or for all I know (after having watched the HHGTTG again) it was working alright. Anyhow it was taking me apparently too high, and too fast, and back and forth and sideways. In other words it was out of control, as you would say it under normal circumstances. And even my Modern Book on Dreams said it was all about sexuality. I wonder if Prince talks about it in that song of his. It wouldn't be so very unlikely of him to do so, but... even Let's Go Crazy sounds to be about life. So if I take his advice and take a look around, I do have to admit - my dream was definitely about life. And it looks a lot like it can go out of control even more... which doesn't mean much good. But then again what's good, what's bad, and of course, at least you got friends.

momentarily

life should be at its best
so let just rest the rest
it's always now and here
else you'll give in to fear