Is it normal that i ''free think?''

Could I make a chandelier out of lollipops? If I did the squirrels would come in and steal them. I saw squirrels eating lollipops in Niagara Falls....barrels of fun...tightrope...ballet shoes, smelly mall Santas, like hot dogs and whiskey. The noises from basket ball are so annoying with the shoes squeaking all the time. I don't even understand the rules to sports. Too many points and it gets silly. Too few points and it's agonizing. How do cats figure out to lay by the toilet when it's hot? They never go in the bathroom. Pubes. haha, pubes.

Why is only one tree moving and does he deliberately make his hair look like that, her neck is so thin I feel like the clouds are trapping me, like I'm on Venus; I feel underwater, with those clouds and hungry but I don't want to eat but I wish he'd shut up, I don't want to be here, shut up, I'm not interested, I want to be in a cherry orchard and please stop bothering me, or a meadow of straw in Devon in August and the beach in the afternoon, after sandwiches for lunch, with the waves, the dog, an inflatable boat, exploring the rock pools and I should go back, but can I do that alone, is a man on his own suspicious, and I hate being a man.

This really is a concrete jungle, sometimes I like it but sometimes it makes me want to escape, but people escape to a jungle, not from one, this isn't a jungle, it's the opposite, not the same, I like it when two people meet who have the same name and they refer to each other, even though it's their name too and it's odd to say your own name, I like similarity, like when people meet someone from their own town while abroad and the first thing they do is work out who they both know, and it's always the butcher or the landlord of a pub so some public figure, and yet they're still surprised, and why can't he shut up, I'm so very tired and it is humid, and I'm fraying at the edges, and I'm surprised to be typing the thoughts as they arrive, to share them with people, and what will they think, does it matter what they think, do they feel included now because "they" is "them" is "you"?

And now I should end, I want to tell them this is/was a chunk of my thought and how I think, but I can't tell them without breaking out of saying my thoughts but they see this anyway, they know, what would it be like to carry on like this forever until I die, expressing everything, every little thought, even the perverted ones that we all have and don't admit to, and which - thankfully - I've avoided having while typing this, although this is a dangerous time, because now I'm leading myself down that path, and I should... kittens!, that's better, I love kittens. Mew.

Mew.

Stiff little tails and comic gait.

Mew.

omg! i cant believe it, the charisma and cutenss of this man, hey the weightlifting anyone see the , a gorilla can walk, smack me jack on the back ill see you in the morning, free thinking gets the capilliaries working (red face) haha... bang!.....no , cork!!! weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee im free wheelin free wheelin .....slam oo the wreslitng bang bang he hit the ground bang bang that awful sound .....la dee dah de dah deee dah does it always have to go to that???? i wish i could stop, stop! hey the toilet brush! How funny is this, .....See op in the hands of fools this free thinkings dangerous ...take it easy eeesy eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeezeeeeeeeeeeeeeee easy on the eye and.. dont say tooth do nOt say tooth !................. tooth hahahahaha:) ,

Yeah.....fuck in already screwing up. Well can't much fuck this up can you seeing as you're just kind of free thinking. Hmmm I wonder....I don't know what I wonder I forgot. I really like soul music man. Its got such an infectious beat. Now I'm talking bout getting my groove on.sheesh no wonder everybody rambles on in these posts. It's quite easy to become immersed in your little mental analog. Very nearly apologized for my cursing but said to myself "fuck it I don't care"

well there's a first time for everything! here goes:
James maslow walked out of the ocean at sunset with his surfboard and hot abs to save me from drowning. he gave me mouth to mouth and we french kissed for hours before having sex on the sandy beach under the moonlight then we heard so black dolphins talking they said ay man this is some crazy shit! we be watching like real life porn yo! then peter griffin walked up and said hehehehehe black dolphins.
wow that sounded more like a sexy fantasy gone wrong haha

There once was a man named Jimmy Crockett. Hmm who's that? I should Google. Jelly beans. randomjelly. I don't know her. Oh I love this song. First heard of it from IIN. Rin Kigamine. Now what?? I want to go outside and stare at the sky. I wonder what Sushi's doing right now. Do you think she's staring at the sky? She's indoors, but it would be nice knowing we're looking at the same thing. She's a dog. I want to take a picture of her eating sushi. Is that fucked up? Sushi eating sushi.. Some perverts on IIN might think something bad when I say "sushi." I actually enjoy those stories sometimes. Especially the ones about stealing girls panties...not the stealing your mom's panties though..or that one story about wanking over his sister while she sleeps.

Hmmm... man why do I still have that diet pepsi taste in my mouth... blah... hmmm...what dessert should I make tomorrow? A cheesecake or a cold pie... hmmm? What to make with the cream cheese and heavy whipping cream we have. It is very hot and summery outside. So something cold a sweet would be great. But wait maybe I should make a frozen icecream pie instead or even try out a frozen cheesecake... man I think about food and cooking and baking a lot. I love just looking trough all sorts of cookbooks and magazines with recipes and pictures. mmm... Man my face itches... so does my back and it feels like something is crawling on my back but nope it's just my fan blowing. Ooo... I just realized I smell like Arby's food. Yuck! Man I need to stop biting my nails, they look horrible. Ouch I just poked myself with my nail by itching. Oooo my blanket is sooo soft and comfy. I'm kind of nervous about tomorrow going in at the nursing home to turn in papers which I can't remember which ones she asked me to turn in. Aw... and the 2nd injection I have to get for the TB test... man... Ah. My arm is tingly and numb now and my head itches. Hmm I wonder when my brother will be home. It was very unusual him popping in my room last night bugging the hell out of me when I was playing Mario 64. Very unusual... hmm... glad he seems happier than usual though. :)

I love the outdoors, I can't stop thinking about the sunlight shinedown on the beautiful green plants and trees through our woods and on the bright green grass of our yard. Awe... I just love the beauty that the sun provides. I love thinking about me lying on top of the roof just looking up at the beautiful black sky and seeing all the stars and finding all the different constilations. Ooo. I love looking at the big dipper. Oh look there is Coco down below looking up at me while she is looking for a spot to pee by the buckeye tree. Oh and over there to the right is our neighbors house and their garage lights are on and oh yeah their swing just sitting in the middle where they have some grass and their driveway circles around that little bit of yard. Ooo yeah our nice sunroom glass window ceiling. Oh yeah I just remembered me shutting the blinds so the piggies wouldn't roast too much out in the sunroom. Oh and I remember when I moved them to the living room so they could stay cooler. Awe they are so fuzzy and cute. Little soft pudgie bellies.

Haha wow this is fun! I'll have to look back over what I typed, can't even remember.

K I'm gonna do this before I read everyone else's comments otherwise my thoughts might be deterred by whatever everyone else was thinking. Only too bad now I'm not quite sure what I'm thinking and I more worried about rambling on about nothing...which come to think of it (and probably according to my husband who would agree) that mode of thinking is very normal for me. Oh god...should I be spell checking during this? Because I am. I swear, mine will probably end up being the most boring out of all of these. God forbid! lol I was hoping something random and profound would come out but I usually need to be in the shower for that to happen...or listening to good music on Pandora. Which I actually AM doing.

Unlike the couple of responses I DID read before taking part in this little game (also, I always thought Dappled was a female-I remember Dappled from a long time ago assuming it is still the same person) crap where was I that was way too long of a parenthesized phrase. OH well whatever I guess it doesn't matter. My mom always told me that if I can't remember then it probably wasn't important...which honestly I think is BS because my husband forgets important stuff all the time :P

Wait...did I just THINK a smiley-with-it's-tongue-out face? How is that even possible? I mean, I do sometimes think lol and wtf in my head (I blame internet) but a smiley? Pictures. That'll be my excuse. I also think in pictures.

ok here goes!

Hmm... I wonder if this is hard? i wonder if the others cheated & actually thought about what they were writing!? no i don't in fact. who cares really? its just a bit of fun. i feel trapped in this house. i want freedom. i wanna explore & go to italy & become an assassin. or free-run. i feel like free-running. but i'm sure its harder than it looks like everything in life. i know i'm gonna be bored after finishing this. there's not much to do. i want a cup of tea. maybe some chocolate too. oooh i have fudge brownie milkshake left. i wonder if this is boring to everyone. maybe i should delete it. but i better not because i know people wanna see. i wonder what they'll think. do they realise i care about how they see me? should i even care? after all i'm anonymous. maybe i shouldn't. jeez i feel so self-conscious. need to calm down, i'm getting worked up over this. i feel stressed. maybe i should learn to meditate. i've always liked the idea so why not. ok it's time for that milkshake.

Wow :|

I don't think I'm gonna apply for Walmart now... they're a piece of shit, they don't treat their employees fairly.. Caleb does everything he's supposed to do, and yet he still gets treated lesser than his co-workers.. He does everything the same as them, and yet he gets in trouble. We're probably not gonna get an apartment till November or December because Walmart is shit.. We definitely can't go on dates anymore since his stupid mother won't let him take care of his own bills on his own. He's fucking 21! He can do what he wants. Oh my gosh that a/c is loud! Ughh! Driving me crazy.. I look tan today... that's weird. I never tan.. I miss when me and mom used to tan. That was fun. Then Bob died =( Nothing has been the same since he died... Ok, no more being sad.. think about... BOW TIES!! Noel got me a bow tie for my birthday! I'm so happy =D Now I can dress up in my striped pants, guy shirt, Converse, trench coat and BOW TIE and run around looking like The Doctor!! =D Altho, last time I checked, the Doctor doesn't have boobs........... I'm hungry.. but I don't want to go downstairs.. I hope Jenn isn't here.. I think Gma is here. I dunno.. ughh.. I hate living here..

Well.. that was my "free thought"
Sounds more like my blog.. I can't do much of that tho. I have OCD, and I like things to be planned out. I can't just do things willy nilly like that =P haha

I do it when I'm angry to get it out of my system. I then roll it up and throw it away or delete it so nobody finds it and thinks I'm a murderous psychopath :P

You could say that (so long as I'm in a focused frame of mind) a lot of my IIN comments start that way and then get edited down and re-jigged until they make actual sense.

Fun! Stream of consciousness is a great way to spill thoughts out just to see what might happen next. Where does the mind wander when you just let it go? Question after question interupted by a noise that sends your mind somewhere else that reminds you that you forgot to take out the trash, damn. Oh well, time to water the plants.

I accidentally voted no because I'm retarded but YES it's normal. I usually do it by writing my feelings. I read them back and sound insane

It's not messed up at all. I do think it's extremely interesting and deep what you say sometimes, how you say it, and the examples you sometimes set up. I think sometimes what you say has a double meaning or a secret hidden beneath it. Even when what you say are things that just come out from the top of your head, I don't think you know how valuable some of it is.

That's why I fucking keep them all.

thinkings for squares & NERDS!!!!!!

This is cool when you're dating someone and want to know what they're thinking.

This day sure has been going by fast. It's always the good days that slip right through your hands, it's a shame because it's so beautiful outside. I couldn't have enjoyed my walk home any more. Hm, my phone is going off.. and again.. distractions. The fan is blowing the wonderful outside air right at me. Maybe I should go outside while the sun is still up, before it gets cold. Should I make food? No it's too early, I can wait. I need to find something more entertaining to fill up my time. Angry Birds is open in another tab and it's addicting. I don't want to play it anymore. Maybe I should go out. No, that's no fun. Man, my nails are dirty from work. I'm glad I'm feeling better than last week. Maybe I'm well enough to go to the gym. I hate how I can hear the cars outside. So noisy.. I need to use my new thermos sometime. It's so cute. I wonder how many tbsp of tea I will need to mix in it. The only thing I can hear is the fan.. buzzzzz.. maybe I should put some music on. Bored. Boredboredbored. I guess typing isn't boring but sitting here on my lounger isn't too exciting with nothing going on in the background. It's peaceful though. I'm all alone relaxing after work and typing. Typingtypingtyping. I wonder how fast I can say that in my head.. typingtypingtypingtyping. I guess you will never know! Hah. I'm getting sleepy just sitting here thinking. Hey, I just got a FB update. Woohoo. I haven't touched my guitar in over a month. I'm a bad owner. It must want some attention. I'm gonna go entertain my guitar!

Expansion of self, worth everything (even materials).

It's no different to brainstorming really, except that it has no use.

I believe it's called Automatic writing, and was a practice used by the Surrealists as a means of expressing their subconscious (or perhaps more accurately - their uninhibited conscious).

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Automatic_writing

That's gonna cost you.