I've been thinking,

                             pondering,

                                              mulling it over,

In stupid stupors or while completely sober.

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Simple things.

Silly things.

Serious things.

Onion rings.

All these things!

Figuring it out,

Whatever it means.

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Now how can one possibly express what all of this is?

A thought mess lobster!

There you go, I just did.

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For all that I know, is that I know nothing

But knowing that is knowing something,

And here what you see is only the beginning, a tease,

With much more to wander in wonder if you please.

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So join me won't you?

In the weeks, months and years to come,

On this endeavor to discover

Where all these ideas are coming from.

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