Cant see me now

I think I'm safe here, nobody is going to find this site.
Actually I dont think I have anything profound or even intelligent to say, but I kind of like the minor thrill of putting my blather out in public. Technically in public anyway. Sort of a fate-baiting operation; like exposing myself to a window that faces a dense forest where I'm very unlikely to be seen.

Philosophy:

There's birth, there's death, in between there is self deception.
Poetry:

I must go down to the garage again.
Where the lonely Volvo beds.
And all I ask is a good stout wrench,
Faith,
Courage,
And leverage.