Journals of Lord Malinov

the poetry of madness

profoundly

Anyone still amazed by a coincidence hasn't lived very long.  Life is nothing but coincidences.

Anyone who insists there is only one explanation for something is simply stupid.  There are always trillions of possibile explanations, no matter what the facts are.

When generalizing, it is always important to point out the exceptions.  Except, of course, . . .

If you only spend a few moments being amazed at each instance of human stupidity, your life would be spent in amazement.  Intelligence is a recent development and it is obvious that the bugs have not been worked out of the system.  I hear the next upgrade will be amazing.

The past year has affected me profoundly.  I threw off the shackles of stupidity in the form of my eX as I remained calm while she used every inch of rope to hang herself.  My best strategy was having incredibly smart kids.  As time passed, they recognized the shaving cream my eX was serving them.  Our calm course has been good for all. 

Much of my time has been spent in self-development.  A brilliant mind is like a high-performance engine.  Without adequate controls, it is explosive.  Learning to control the full power of my processor has been a major undertaking.   My inquiry has paid off nicely.  Life has acquired a delighful shine lately.  The world, as they say, is my oyster.

"You broke my heart when you left me and I'll break your jaw if you come back." - a song Elvis sang

I'm going to sing again tonight.  Last Sunday was the first time I have ever sang for an audience, solo voce.   Such is the measure of my axiety relief. 

I am transformed.  The changes are profound.

M

posted by: Malinov at 17:49 | link | comments (2) |

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#1  08 January 2006 - 20:24

 

You sing?

Now you have me wondering what you sound like.

I'm curious.

solyluna

#2  11 January 2006 - 11:05

 

I'll post the tale of Sunday night soon.

I range from a deep bass to a strong second tenor - just south of Paul McCartney - I think I sound something like joe cocker without the lisp - I don't really know. The weirdest part, for me, of singing into a microphone is that I don't recognize my voice.

but are you curious yellow?

M

Malinov

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