Chocolate Biscuits

I don't really think about much. Although sometimes I think a lot about nothing, so, maybe there's something there, but usually I don't think about it for very long cus I end up thinking about something else. Eventually, there doesn't really seem much point in attempting to remember those thoughts as most of the time I forget them anyhow and I find it just as exciting thinking about them again. So I let myself do that, by thinking about thoughts I might never remember in order to have those thoughts at the forground of my mind and think them as often as posible. Possibly never. But nothing is impossible so, possibly what I try to do is make all those thoughts a possibitlity of a reality never before thought of. That would probably have to be my reality. Although thinking about it, everyone elses reality, or the future of their realities are as mystical to them as they are to me so who knows or maybe even cares about what lies ahead. My new favorite band is Wolfmother by the way, if anyones interested. They seriously do rock! Them and Brendon Benson, a kind of American wishy-washy loved up chap who creates those kinda songs you thought you'd hate... but when you listen to what he's saying, you actually take a step back (preferably not off a cliff... that doesn't help) and go, "oh. right. so... he has some brain~power!!!" :) You gotta like that. Acutally, you don't gotta do anything, cus I'm not gonna force you. I can't even force myself to do half the things I should do so why and how on earth am I ever gonna muster the drive to force you or anyone else into anything. Besides, I have very little interest in pushing people. Unless its for my benefit ;) hehe. How selfish is that? On a scale of 1-10? Well, there's no real room for it anywhere other than 10 cus if I was only being say, 6 selfish, I'd be leaving myself open for another 4 unselfish, which, together with a new kind of metaphorical fusion, say, if my brain suddenly saw some biscuits on a table and they were covered in that scrummy tough-to-break through caramelly kinda chocolate, there's no way my 4 selfish would just sit there and let Mr. 6 selfish go ahead and push someone into doing something... Oooo, unless Mr. 6 convinced that person to go and GET those biscuits FOR me... then yes. Aaahh, but no, alas there is too much risk there. Mr. 6 could be throwing away the chance to have those biscuits for himself and himself alone. Miss Guilt could step in and she's a whole new emotion and ball game altogether. I'd have to end up sharing them. Or what if the person was strong and virile and more than a match for my meaker physique! How the hell would Mr. 6 get the plate of biscuits off him then? Nahh... no chance. You see, a straight 10 is all that would do cus the 4 would definitely turn the tide, launch for the biscuits, force me to eat them and then I'd have completely forgot what the initial point was. Speaking of which... what was the point?