an explanation

I may have to clear up some conceptions or misconceptions on what this blog is about. I may have created some misconceptions regarding the content and tone of the dark recesses of my mind. In an attempt to remain truthful and honest i may have strayed from the eclectic and delved in the deep recesses of ecocomentary which was never my aim, i dont think it would be prudent to remove thsoe posts but ot rather work around those to set an upper and lower bound the arbitray crap that spues from my keyboard.. And note that often the typos are casued by rapid typing and thinking, which precedes the other in certain cases the one then the other... but i feel that I would rather edit as little as possible and keep it as a stream from my mind rather than a composition of note, something that stems from the fingers not the conscious effort to capture the details of my thoughts ina coherent and structured manner, who of us thinks and lives in acoherent manner, there may be a couple of us who are a little retentive.. but not in the case of the stream of my consciousness which will inevitably ramble along a path of directionalness, yes and i am sure that is not really a word.. but often what i am writing is not about the words, but rather the sense of my expererience, as if i was telling you what i was thinking, not trying to create a conclusive argument for or against something that has crossed my mind .. and take that in both senses of the loose meaning of that word.. and yes the pages will be filled with corn and cheese as the weak and it-lectual I am... Nothing is as weak as an IT geeks jokes .. But we all have our crossses to bear .. and yes there is a comments facility on this blog .. and yes you will not be berated by me at least for slating or beatifying what I have to say and you do not have to log in and can put in anonymous comments and yes you can distibute and send this blogon as whatever you percieve it to be to thsoe you want to get or give comment to. This is a reflection of society , science, nature, people, cultures and everyday life as I perceive it in the rare moments that I can put electronic ink to paper and cement theose fleeting moments in my brain to yet another electical manifestation of the neural pathways rushing through my brain in either a lucid or wine imbibed scenario as the day takes itself and at times i will rant like a slaughted pig and scream to the rooftops and shout in anger and dismay at what i have seen throughout that day or my life and at other times the lightness will float like perfect loaf of bread.. why we should bind our minds to the rigour and preconception of our environments when we have a world within worlds within words within ourselves bursting at the seams. i do digress more often than not .. but that was never my aim, originally i perceived about the twists and turns of kneeding bread, but things change as do our minds, what is a mind if you cannot change it, what is a mind if you cannot think it, what is a mind if you cannot dream it.. and at times i will the pages with hallmarkesk garbage at those moments when words have some kind of emotianal meaning in their form and expression and at other times they will be blunt and filled with simple rage and sadness. but I will hope that you will stand throught this and experience life through my eyes however insanly different it may be to yours or in certain cases you may find some resinence in what i have to say.. most probably more often than not by some accident of my own. my ramblings are not aimed at anyone and yet at everyone... If we can touch those around us with our lvies i think we will have a better moment within a moment within a day within our life within your life, we tend to be judgemental and bound to the constraints of our own existance and that which the media and society prescribes apon us not that in any case these are bad things but is there a measure of guidance through this maize of life wheat just doesn twork in the same way or in other ways it is much better in binding things together. enough said i hope