Cannot think of a name
27-01-2005, 11:50
You think it is. You do. I can understand that. Or maybe you think it's natural-that you knew that my day was better than your day, you don't even want to get started on your day. But you only know part of the story. You only know how your day is going compared to the average day, or even the above-average day.
But you had yet to concieve of how good my day is going. You do not yet possess the understanding of how good a day is going. You have not experienced a day going this good. There's no way you can know that there is a place beyond the scale of how good a day is going. BUt it's there. And I'm standing on it. I know it, because my day is going that inconcievably good.
The source, the reason, the very being that beats at the heart of how well I am doing today lies in the fact that I am listening to Nobody Does it Better performed by Sex Mob now. And appropriately enough, my day could not be going any better.
Sure, you think, I have good songs-even exceptional songs in my collection, and at any given moment I could have the chance to have my day go that well, why perhaps even better.
But that's because you don't know. You can't know. It's like Pong. Pong is good-no, Pong is great. We'd play the Pong right now, if you asked. And you know you want to. Nothing against Pong. But thats not what we're playing now. We're not putting in the GTA hours, the HALO hours for you inexplicable XBox users. Because we didn't understand. We hadn't yet experienced the better, we thought that Pong was the greatest. But it got better. And now I'm having the best better ever. Because I'm listening to Nobody Does It Better performed by Sex Mob.
You can try. You can struggle to explain that for the same reason cavemen would fear fire, you don't yet understand the better and think that how your day compares favorably to my better, but then allow me to convince you-no, no-there is much better.
But you had yet to concieve of how good my day is going. You do not yet possess the understanding of how good a day is going. You have not experienced a day going this good. There's no way you can know that there is a place beyond the scale of how good a day is going. BUt it's there. And I'm standing on it. I know it, because my day is going that inconcievably good.
The source, the reason, the very being that beats at the heart of how well I am doing today lies in the fact that I am listening to Nobody Does it Better performed by Sex Mob now. And appropriately enough, my day could not be going any better.
Sure, you think, I have good songs-even exceptional songs in my collection, and at any given moment I could have the chance to have my day go that well, why perhaps even better.
But that's because you don't know. You can't know. It's like Pong. Pong is good-no, Pong is great. We'd play the Pong right now, if you asked. And you know you want to. Nothing against Pong. But thats not what we're playing now. We're not putting in the GTA hours, the HALO hours for you inexplicable XBox users. Because we didn't understand. We hadn't yet experienced the better, we thought that Pong was the greatest. But it got better. And now I'm having the best better ever. Because I'm listening to Nobody Does It Better performed by Sex Mob.
You can try. You can struggle to explain that for the same reason cavemen would fear fire, you don't yet understand the better and think that how your day compares favorably to my better, but then allow me to convince you-no, no-there is much better.