the end of an end..

the end of an end leads to more ends. but will it end. i can't say right now. too many people here to listen even though i'm the only body in the room. don't let the others hear here. they will find out soon enough. how can i hope to achieve what i seek when what i seek is unknown. i seek good questions. questions with thousands of answers and each more probable than the next. this will lead us to the new absurdity. in absurdity one can find hope. a chance. a rebirth. a fine line here we dance upon. hard not to decend in the crazy. its warm there. comfy. reality is cold. but that is cliche. lets remake reality. where there was once truth let us make probability. make the real unreal and the like. the like. what can that be. something similar i imagine. more of the same when you already have enough. enough i say. stop looking at me like that why are you looking at me like that what have i said now that i deserve this stare. conversations are pointless and the truth they contain is obscured by pink floyd. dancing close to crazy here benjamin. samba your way back to the beginning. if i do that then i'm clearly coming to an end.