The Pull

So I'm guess I'm currently riding my humanities high. All the topics. Enlightenment. Revolution. Romanticism. Those authors were clearly on something fucking crazy.

In honor of those great minds (kant, locke, voltaire are awesome dudes man) I shall here by muster a pitiful attempt at recording the amazing thoughts running around in my head. A beginning to a new end, whatever that end may be. Thankfully, the site has autosave to aid in saving fast fleeting epiphanies and opinions. Oh the dooms of accelerated forgetfulness.

I've decided to write anything (in)credible that comes to mind, whether it be sports, ideas, music, poetry, and et cetera et cetera. I'll try to write something hopefully entertaining for all.

I live a life of "order and instability." I'll get things done when feeling responsible but once I get on the train to crunktown and it decides to depart, I don't know when/where to get off.

"Excuse me sire, which stop is crunktown? The one after downtown or before?"
"Whichever you decide chap. Doesnt matter. You might never find it, or worse you might never leave it if you do."


I guess i'll get there when I do? I'll head...um...maybe perhaps up? Or maybe i'm already there and this is it.

I'm in the state of revolution. I know I'm going to buy many interesting ideas, spending my trust fund of innocence and ignorance dollars. Too many ideas? Never! we float on! Learn a new language. Humor yourself.

This should be exciting. I'm pretty excited. lol.

Reporting live I'm Michael Andrew Yu Coppa. A huge fore-thanks for future reading and (dis)agreeing. You stay cool, weather.