I just realized I need to pursue photography. Not because this photo I'm posting is so good. It's not, really. I just love taking pictures. That's it for thinking. I'm really tired of thinking. Taking pictures makes me forget about thinking for a while, which is probably a good thing. I think I think more than is good for me, in general.
These birds were sitting out on our vine-infested wall this morning, while I was out waiting for psycho-puppy to do her business. It's a mom, or more probably a dad bird and kid birds. I've seen them before, hanging around our bird feeder. I think (there I go again) they were giving/receiving flying lessons. There was a lot of talking (in bird) going on. Of course after two shots I got too close with my camera and they all flew off. If you click on the photo you might get it to open in a new window for a better view.
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Descartes, who said "I think, therefore I am," was sitting in a coffee shop. The waitress asked him if he'd like more coffee. He answered, "I think not" and he dissappeared.
Be careful about not thinking.
Sounds more like there's a need to be careful WHAT one thinks!
The more I think, dangerously, the more I think there was a misspelling. "I think knot" and the more I wonder what the rest of Descartes' incomplete sentence was: "I think, therefore I am...what?" Insane? Confused? Busy? Hungry? An idiot?
It's not knot. It's not. Not thinking is all for naught.
I like this, whether it's all for naught or knot. Now I have something interesting to not think about until I disappear.
But I would like more of the best expresso ever, in case anyone is asking. I don't need to think about that.
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