In a mall, I notice how a considerable amount of its visitors are groups of five or six (many times similarly dressed) friends. And the number of members in these groups is roughly around the same number as main entrances that the mall has.

This similarity or coincidence interests me,

particularly the part of me that likes

journey-as-a-group/team-of-adventurers -themed stories,

mythologies, and movies  such as

Lord of the Rings, X-Men, Star Wars,  Star Trek,

Fanboys, Avengers, Voltron, Captain Planet, Mighty Ducks, and more.

I feel as if the individuals of these mall-visiting groups

individually entered the mall from its different main entrances

(like, each of them are representatives/leaders

hailing from different kingdoms or different fields of study

or each of them have a very unique skill-set or ability)

and they’re all meeting and banding together at the mall

in order to address and face a threat so big

that it requires them to put aside their differences and join forces.

Or maybe they all entered the mall together,

and they eventually split up (and plan to reunite

at the end of their journey) in order to respond to different

unexpected dangers located near or from the different main entrances,

and each danger or obstacle is somehow specific enough

for a particular individual member of the group to handle.

Birds also flap their wings as their way of saying/waving “buh-bye”.

It could be their way of making fun of whoever cannot fly

or anyone they’re leaving or rejecting

(and if that’s really the case, that’s at least kinda messed up).

Hopefully, it’s more about inspiring

rather than making fun of others.

That phrase “make money” should be changed to something less misleading since a lot of money already exists,

and since (in a way) money is not really being created

since it’s been around for a long time.

“Earn money” sounds more preferable, more honest

than “make money”.

 

Upside down mom is wow. Meanwhile, upside down dad is pep.

Wow + pep =

very surprising energy

(that can potentially scar

children who unintentionally interrupt

mom and dad wowing and peping each other,

naughty-style).

 

Also regarding WordPress, i just noticed how the shape of the “Log In” button (as well as the “Edit” button) are in the shape of a pill.

Fascinating.

Blogging as a form of medicine,

drug, escape, and/or therapy.

Next to the “Log In” top screen part of WordPress, there’s an option that says “Remember me”, and the stupid part of my brain actually replies “DUH!

Of course i want to be remembered.

Silly WordPress.”

Hints of the latest (and third) issue of my zine/chapbook “When Deadlines Become Zombies”. (for maximum good times effect, probably lower expectations)

When Deadlines Become Zombies

Issue Number Three

Anchored by cover’s Leasha

listening under see…