The universe is a chicken salad sandwich, and our world, everything we are, is but a poppy seed on the roll, one poppy seed among the many. Everyone is worried that someone has made the sandwich for a reason. "There is only one reason to make a sandwich," they say. But I wonder if maybe we are just a sandwich for sandwich's sake. "We will become one with the gods," some say, believing the old maxim that we are what we eat. "If we are what we eat," one man suggested, "that implies also that we are what eats us." Is that true? I cannot work it out. We are both the sandwich and the sandwich eater, perhaps. But I forget myself. I am not the sandwich. I'm just one tiny part of one tiny poppy seed here on the bun, looking up at the sky at night, wondering if there is a mouth.
And now, an unrelated issue. It has come to my attention that some people cannot see my blog because it is blocked by their filters. Why is it blocked? Well, these filters seem to feel that my blog is a porno blog. I'm not an expert in porn, but I am fairly certain that this blog is not porn. If this is porn site, it is not a very good porn site. I never post nude pictures of myself on this blog, nor sex movies of myself. Not here. I'm very careful about that. If I knew the appeal process I would contact these filter managers and argue with them that I am not a porn site and that I should be removed from the porno list and whatnot. I do not know the process, however. I'm just a poor, dumb, barely-legal college girl gone wild, after all.
Hello, friends. I am pretending that we are all well. Maybe we are. What do you think?
Later. Love.
