Rims are spinning Up

Nobody ever capitalizes the last word of a title for no reason. Well, I just did it. Check that off today's "I did it, u didn't" list.

Um. Anyway.
Yeah. I've got an interesting topic, if you want. I got to thinking about how for some reason I still take songs, cut them and put DDR steps to them. And sometimes I just sit there, just, thinking for a few minutes about what to put down. Why? It's just DDR steps, right? Well, there are other people on the wide-world (wild world?) Internet that do the same, so I'm not alone. What do I (and we) see in these arrows that other people don't?

That's a great thing, that mystery. The fact that we see something there, something nice. What is it, exactly? That's the mystery. Something that feels right and precious. There's something very musical about it, but even there-- there's a lot of people that just aren't that into music. Like my roommate. I guess it's great to have something of your own that you can see that other people can't fully see. It's part of your personality. That's what's great about creative endeavors--you can see... yourself.

You know, this whole school year I've been living without a mirror in my room, because Reslife is too lazy to give me one. It's been really different from last year. And not as great. I think I would've liked my room a lot better, my dorm a lot better if I could've checked every now and then to make sure I'm still there, despite this place (this dorm. this evil dorm).

Yes. You can see yourself-- if that sounds narcissistic, does "find yourself" sound better? Either way...

And that made me think about religion. What's so great about spiritual experiences? Being able to see things that people can't see.

Then again, religion is also about union with other people, and supposedly about seeing the same thing together. Well, you can try to see the same thing together, but you can't be sure that you're actually seeing the same thing. Or that you're even looking for the same thing. I guess that's why religion is so damn confusing.

Maybe I'm wrong about two paragraphs ago. See? Religion is so confusing!



Anyway. Time to wonder about love, and other things more interesting, more interesting for the next few moments. I've watered this topic too much; it needs time to grow further.

Great. Now I'm speaking in platitudes (see a freewrite or two ago).

I WANNA GO HOME -- and be free to just be!