Random thought

few a times, sometimes' i think and i think of the thought i've been thinking, getting some gritty details merely observing and actually paying attention. i get some outcomes with these gritty witty thoughts in the tiny little pot of meaty brain and also the intangible brain. my mind also talks few a times like sweet wine with its old age and the maturity to the taste. i talk with open boundaries and beyond the sky, the expanded universe yet to multiply. the infinitely finite universe the mind has no boundaries, it fly. talk about the universe, the space and matter. and yet again there's anti-matter, black holes and white holes. the finite and yet infinite, knowledge is a humongous weight to carry on the shoulders of a mortal fate. yet we judge, we question the lies and again loop through the loopholes just to multiply out thoughts in our minds universe. the slow mind goes rapid without a thought yet again to think another thought. it funny how we can program our minds into thinking and provoking thoughts of a desired object or object of desire. it is all how you perceive things and put it in your head, fill you cup with unwanted stuff. you nurture doubt and set yourself a fear, you talk with your alter ego just to make it bigger. you know; you see, you talk and you hear but like gandhi's monkey, neither you see nor you talk and dont remember to hear. but you rain like a barking dog with no content, it just disappears. you are wild, you are young and you are fee but what arent you in tune with your self to set you free.