The proliferation of words hasn't changed much in 250-years. Thomas Jefferson said there are four categories:

The Truth, Possibilities, Probabilities and Bald-Faced-Lies. Once in a short while, you get the first.

Thanks to niavete, ignorance and denial we are all happily lost in the woods trying to find our way home with the most unfathomably fractured set of markers and clues imaginable.

Security, affirmation, understanding... oye! Forget it! If there were two people left in the world they would find something to argue about and start a war over. Everybody is selfish and delusional. Selfish delusion: the inherent blinders of mankind.

I say potato, you say potato.

REVIEW OF TOP-BLOGS

"A SUNNY SATURDAY AND I LOVE TO TALK TYPE"

This is a diary entry! A rambling insight into a rambling insight.

"THE LAST TEMPTATION OF THE EASTER BUNNY"

The continuing tale of women using their "ass"ets to get their way.

This is more like it.  Xtranaut wins for views and ideas as opposed to fluff and patter.