IS it=to becoming insain or the tangent of the forge creating myself to find amusment in the place of rythimic sounds and continuous movement... oh how often em i lost to see of color that beckon attention and radiat such inspirting tranquility of artistic compossure. In a crowd iam dreary of my helpless mind of the mass transendient highway of info=mation that forever never stops and sitting looking at a lady bug throught a pop glass...............iam entertained.