I have nothing to say.
Though I have nothing to say, I was able to conceive a statement that is composed of five words that is composed of five words with a total of seventeen letters and one punctuation mark. Count it!
The mere fact that I have nothing to say actually enabled me to say something. It’s amusing but essentially pointless. This inane and immaterial statement makes perfect sense in my whimsical world because for me, there’s a point in being pointless.
I’m pointless because my brain is shut off and there’s zilch amount of information juices coming out from it. Thus expecting for an idea out from this writing is simply futile. Or is it really shut off? Because if it is then I won’t be able to think and conclude that I am thinking of nothing and that I have nothing to say. It’s like the crazy idea that saying nothing is actually saying something.
Tsk, tsk, tsk. Lakas tama!