Lets take a moment an observe an American in their natural habitat

Deep breath in…deep breath out…ah there is nothing better than an empty electric socket and the smell of a fresh blank internet browser on my computer screen. I wonder who has just myspaced me or sent me a facebook message. I have to have both so that I can remind myself of how many friends I have and how good I look in every picture that I have posted of myself….myself….myself. I think that I need to put some gas in my hummer…you never know when you will have to tackle treacherous terrain. Now now what shall I have to drink. Coffee slave, oh pardon me, I mean Barista! I would like a double tall mocha chocolate latte with organic vanilla soy milk not too hot and not too cold in fact could you just blow on it for a couple of minutes I would like to be able to drink it at soon as it gets into my hand. What do you mean why? Why…the answer seems obvious….I am American of course.

My ideas usually come not at my desk writing but in the midst of living.

Life is a process of becoming, a combination of states we have to go through. Where people fail is that they wish to elect a state and remain in it. This is a kind of death. Anais Nin