T-T-T-T-TIME MACHINE!!!!!!

When I was going through old journals I found this little piece of magic.







Try and imagine a bucket full of thoughts, thoughts by many different individuals. These ideas stay intact pretty well, but it is not unheard of for these ideas to mix word order around and become what some refer to as "grammatically incorrect." This bucket also happens to have numerous amounts of spelling errors floating around the bottom. Now imagine trying to fish out these ideas one-by-one and place them in a neat organized order on a huge piece of paper.

You following me so far?

As you are carefully picking out these ideas, you realize that it isn't safe to pick out these words so close to the huge piece of paper.

*(Much like a bowl of "Lucky Charms" you want to separate the marshmallows from the rest of the cereal, or in this case the really awesome ideas from the spelling and grammatical errors. You carefully eat all the "non-marshmallows" first so you can really enjoy the good stuff. Its all going well until that one fateful bite, the bite in which one of those marshmallow bastards has stuck itself to the bottom of your spoon. This causes you to fill up with rage and then sends you into a deep depression, knowing that your hard work has gone to waste. You give up and just eat the bowl like every "normal" (ie. Uneducated) person would.)*

So you pick up your bucket to move away from the paper, only to stub your toe on the bench you were sitting on. This causes you to spew profanities and grab your foot in agony. In doing do you drop the bucket and spill the words all over the paper.

Your careless "I don't need to look where I'm walking" attitude has caused the words to fall into a combination so incoherent, and dare I say vile, that the interpreter of this paper will have to shield their eyes as to not have the boiled out.

What kind of man could be so apathetic to the well being of another persons life that they would knowing write something like this? Who would do this? Is there no justice?

You try and explain that it was just a mistake, a mistake the you will never make again. You were just careless, and maybe a little rushed but your sorry. You are truly sorry. Its too late, fool, the damage is done. You, and you alone, will have to live with what you have brought into this world, because no one will share such a burden...

...That is how my train of thought works...