How would you know calm unless you have felt the tornado. Some people need absolte quiet to studt. Me? I like music. More fun. It should be less chore-like and more fun in order to inspire yourself. Boy cats are all lion-tiger-grizzly bears, but all bark and no bite if you'll excuse the mixed metaphors. All sass and no slash perhaps.

One must learn to hear with the inner ear that is the inner voice that reaches out outside of ones being and feels the world moving and revolving around them and realize that there is a small little place in this terrible huge world and it has been set aside - just for you. And be supremely happy in ourselves.

*Fanfare in the background*

*that means trumpets sounding, you strumpet you*

"In the name of Her Majestey, etc, etc, etc. With much glorious fanfare, thank you by the way trumpet master, it is with much glorious and just fanfare that I hereby announce the creation of this new blogspot page. She shall be christened Gord's General Group Grunts and shall be a collection point for all the myriad wants and unless raves of our time upon this our last Earth. A community of disjointed and searching souls, adrift in the oceans of dispair. It is, however, through the collective sarcasm, cynicism, melodramatic and romantic notions expressed herein that shall be a signal as bright as any campfire long gone out, for all the world to see and hear and tremble at the sound of the underwhelming influence of collectively uninspired minds - or at least those who wish to engage in discussion with me. This is not a small things for I am a Gemini. Too smart for our own good, bless her and all those who write upon her.