the most primal fear - the fear of being cliche
what could possibly be worse than that?

...

i have decided to retract my previous statement after contemplating a very very long list of things worse than that.
let me rephrase that....


the most.... 'meh' thing - being cliche
what could be more mediocre than that?

all of the things.
everything is cliche.
everything is mediocre.
at the same time, absolutely nothing is cliche OR mediocre, which in itself is the ultimate cliche.

ahh, you see what i did there?
i pulled the old "what the hell is he talking about" cliche, where you, the reader, have absolutely no idea what the hell i'm talking about
now.... i want to see how far i can make this go.



let's think of a word..... "eyelid"
any folks out there with eyelids? 
no? what a shame.
anyways, i'm gonna tell you about investing.
the first step is to put 100% of your assets into a single unstable stock.
then, don't look.
however, if you DO look, just be aware that red is probably good (they just had too much red paint)
of course, you're gonna ask me "but where did they get the red paint from? and why is it not blue? or yellow?"
to that i say "...."    (nothing. i say nothing because those are stupid questions. this whole thing is stupid. are you understanding me yet?)
the earth exists on a sphere.
it itself IS a sphere(ish) [the technical term for an almost-sphere], but it is purched upon another, more sphere-like sphere.
you can't see it because it hides on the side of the earth opposite to you, but you can rest assured that it's there.
a scientist discovered it way back in the 70s when he asked an intern to walk to the other side of the earth.
the logic there was "surely if I - the observer - remain in my science building, the sphere must remain hidden from me"
"the only possible way for this to occur would be if the sphere was on the other side of the earth from me, so i'll send someone else to investigate and report back".
the intern reported back on February 31 of 1975, but the sphere was so angered that it removed the day from the calander (and a few more while it was in the day-removing mood)
i really hope you understand what i'm saying because there's a test at the end of this.
BUT - first i must discuss the lack of topics left to discuss.
i was letting the river that is my stream of conciousness carry me away, but at this immediate moment it has turned into somewhat of a dry crack in the ground.
now, i am doing the equivalent of spitting on the dry dry ground to float my wonderful boat.
unfortunately, the sun is rather hot today, so i'm not making much progress.
...news flash: i have decided to set up shop in this dry gulch to sell ideas.
the ideas i sell are the best ones around, and i even give free samples.
for example - "someone should probably-" [insert $1.99 to view the remainder of the idea]
these ideas are ready for the world, and they only have a 10% chance of leading to societal collapse!
although.... that's probably gonna happen anyways.

oh, would you look at that: a flood warning!
time to get back into my wonderful goat-floating boat! (please note that there won't be a goat on this boat)



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