What am I?

I think this is my favorite song. Possibly. Or certainly one of them. Or possibly not. It floats around the top ten. Maybe the top 50. I quite like it. Sort of. It's overrated. I think it's the best song ever written. Or in the top 100..

I love the way he can some up ( sum up) the 'something' of human nature, that essence of our free spirits.

I love his ' woah ooh' He gets the balance.

Of course it also reminds me of myself, and the way I seem to suggest this essence to everyone I meet. Absolutely everyone. I know how everyone feels about me, even if they do not. I can just tell. It's a gift. I just know that everybody recognises me for a beautiful, gentle, sweet research genius. This is why every man wants me and all the women want to be me. I try not to let on that I've read their thoughts, that I instinctively know what they think and want. I just give my sweet smile, flutter my eyelashes and pass on, feeling their warming adoration as I move sweetly away.

:-)

And won't it be lovely when we've got a free web where we can discuss our questions about events and happenings without the risk of being suppressed by human rights abuses. What a lovely day when there are no hate sites being created by perverts and saboteurs, when people can have a civilised discourse without resorting to shrieking 'Justice Pervert Saboteur!', 'Malicious Wombat Vendetta Squad!', when one can spend happy hours accusing rape victims of having innocent people imprisoned, when one can merrily accuse people of being sex killers without a care in the world. Imagine being able to send hundreds of emails a day, not to one, but several people accusing them of being unfaithful, of libel, or criminal justice saboteur perversion, and most importantly of all, when will the joyous day come when an innocent and gentle secret history researcher can spend days on end sending important messages informing people of their malicious abusive vendetta is going to get their legs broken and their faces ripped off. Is it not only fair that a sweet and gentle researcher should inform those who wish to make enemies of her that they and their loved ones will meet a sorry fate? To be free is for me to write to whoever I want, whenever I want?

This day will come. It will be a blessing for humanity and then people will believe that I am the real victim. Not her.

(....and that is success. I absent mindedly typed 'what am I' into the toolbar, and this song was the first collection of entries to come up.)

Today's sandwich was Colle d'odeur and Yage, sprinkled with fresh ground Liberty Cap organic mushrooms and was bought in the usual way.