Minds racingRandom thoughts entering my mind like a bullet in Russian Roulette. Flashes of brilliance like light in a mine shaft. Writing is how I perfect my craft. I might not be the most creative on this site but I'm sharp as a tack and to insult my intelligence is a personal attack. These thoughts racing and they're swift as a river. They're definitely faster than a pizza delivered. Faster than a train, faster than a plane, so fast people think it's insane. The difference between my mind and a race car is that it can take more than one turn. One twist and others are lost. The complexity of my mind is so deep that the Marianas Trench is its only competition. I might sound arrogant but it is only with my mind. I look down at myself when it comes to looks and how I manage my time. That's irrelevant and The contents of my mind are unprecedented. My mind is racing faster than a jet and I hope a simple cliche doesn't ring true. That cliche is speed kills and if true, I'll soon be brain dead.