I find it fascinating and of the utmost importance in my current state of mind which is of such an unimportant nature that it causes those with a weak frame of mind to adhere to said unimportance in such a manner as to have me attain a rash, of which I detest, but lo, herein lies the conception of my boredom with this world.

I seem to be in utter compliance, in sync with drama and within such, an explanation to concur with the feelings of the masses, but then there are those who feel marked by the Divine and insomuch as they feel alone in this, this is the feeling that I try to convey and perhaps in benign follies may lie truth even when there is found nothing but blatent, infantile drama on the surface.

Could it be that in that silent moment of shock there is the answer to the questions we seek with such conviction? Perhaps. And in the observation of high drama and absurdity lies the secret of remembrance within ones self.

Do not stifle yourself, save an introspective, violent repose for the contemplation of your inner workings and you shall know all there is to know about yourself and thus all others will no longer be a mystery.

All that you think is a possibility of reality even within the frame of mind in which most are comfortable, speculation. PC be damned.

I like that!


Warm comfy plaid pajama flannel :)

You know,

once upon a time back in glp days...

I changed my moniker to;

"my bad mammie's jammies" to warn about a storm


nice post, i understood you

Flannel is the comforter.


The high protector.

To let it all hang out
in the flannel comforter
under the planets
and the blackholes
among the flowers and the trolls
making a magic never seen but always felt
whether aknowledged or not
the scenes will play out

nobody can ever know

as i do

the comforting

of the lost flannel

I'm the OP.

I was thinking about stuff and well, I didn't mean to vomit on the carpet.

Thanks Rebecca. I felt weird about it, but I had to get it out.

I'm not necessarily a meeper mind you. I mean, I meep, but never from the shadows. I've made maybe 5 guest posts. I was channeling the meeper within, the inner meepling.

flannel is a great comforter for me


my high protector :)


everybody on here knows i flannel, loki psy :)


becky, the great flannelator

I love your flannel Rebecca. It helps me stay nice here. Even though you aren't always very nice.

my high ptotector is kind of like my flannel

it lays at my feet

is always in high guarde mode


kinda like my puppy and my adult dog


squirrling around :)