im not asking for too much.. maybe im expecting too much.. in any case im still not satisfied after a few scoops of ice cream.. at times it seems no matter how hard u try the chicken still lays bricks instead of eggs.. probably b/c the game doesnt play by our rules.. we play the game.. logic will only get u so far.. after that one enters a messy world of hidden pythons, ready to grab u by the head and squeeze whatever idea u thought u had into incomprehensible chimp scribbling, if the python doesnt get u then the misty haze confuses the language.. making it that much easier to step on landmines.. and thats just the external.. inside the squeezed head is countless more.. assumption.. paranoia..phobias.. ancient quirks... confusion is often a symptom.. often, the python.. chimp.. and other furry/reptile metaphorical creatures do not know fully why they even exist.. adding to the confusion, similar to what most of my readers are experiencing.. the sane ones.. but such is life..