The Bubbha’s Frontporch

…Woot.

The Chao is mysterious in its myriad forms. Its like trying to look at a mirror. You can only see reality’s reflection. Maybe I’m just lazy, I really don’t Windex enough. And this brings up an interesting point…why the fuck IS cleanliness next to godliness? No one has explained this to me. It remains much like the Chao.

Perhaps, it could be I speak out of ignorance, as a befriended ninja once told me: “you’re like a child wandering in the darkness.” I wander with the Chao. The Chao both knows and wanders, yet finds the good grass. (Hence the wandering) But let’s not wander off-course. It may be that some great thinker at some point in the past had a damn good reason to say that cleanliness was next to godliness. It sounds like prudish uptight horseshit to me, but hey, I wasn’t there. There’s a context I’ve missed out on, thus the wandering. No one asked me but I’d put a helluva lot of other things next to godliness besides cleanliness. I mean take a look at my car to figure that one out. And come to think of it, godliness isn’t all that either.

Best be like the Chao: a wanderer that knows where the good grass is.

Nocturnally,

Laosuey

…Yawn

Wow, this is the first one. The beginning entry that all other subsequent entries will differentiate. The primal entry. Natalis entrius. This entry will forever be the First, no matter what happens after. (Barring any reversals in the flow of time, in which case this entry shall be the Last and that’s pretty cool too) Like the Word says: The first shall be the last. Lots of pressure on this first one. Will I spill my drink and have bad breath on our blind date or will I pick you up on my Hog and order the perfect dinner for both of us? Hard to say.

(Actually the more I think about it) Its gonna take forever to write this if I care too much. Better to not care and let it flow. That’s the spirit Chaoboy. This is a safe place.

O.K., lets put a cork on this one. There’s plenty of spirits in there. Only a sip is necessary.

Initially yourn,