Dark thoughts Tad? We’re all half ficticious aren’t we?

Yeah, I’m just as cynical as anyone, but that’s just because I have a brain. I once had an idea that even our daydreams and fantasies of the mind are real in a sense because we are real, and those thoughts exist inside of we who are real. So, they aare really there, they exist in the same reality that we do, though they are hidden until we paint, draw, write, express them. I don’t fully believe that because I’m not crazy, but it’s good pond water for a pondering swim<——(food for thought is the equivalent cliche).

Funny and loose, just like a lighthearted poem should be. You seem to be enjoying verse lately.