Silly Songs And Inappropriate Stories From The Wastelands entails thought provoking inner questions from a perspective askew. With all the arguments that surround us how can we even know what to think? When we have chosen a side is it what we really know or is it just agreed from a preferred influence? As a person it is important to choose a side so someone can represent what we think. As a species it is important to think according to the livability of our environments. What does any of that even mean if we have not taken time to really know who we are behind our agreements and actions. Unless, of course, we prefer the pulling of confusions and are entertained by the forces of others. Myself, not being able to resist the inner parallels of the outer world we have put together some parts extracted from the tornado of our mind. These events, as they are real to me, have changed my inner combinations. Though, they might seem out of order, confusion is also a progression. There are many distractions, even at this moment, and some become noticeable enough to analyze. To get through distraction reveals the self. Traversing the open doors of the inner self might reveal much to the seeker. Shedding the doors and traversing the infinite is more dangerous. Knowing yourself is paramount for that is the origin of danger. These ideas and events that unfold with our inner pilgrimage in this book are still within the limits of doors. This affords entertainment for the seasoned adventurers as well as transitional relations for those just beginning the hunt. For those who have ever asked themselves, "There has to be more to life than this", this is my account of furthering such an inquiry. Getting to know myself crumbled my system of beliefs to the revelation of it being ok to know and perfectly fine not to know. Though, one thing I still believe that will continue to carry us further, our destinations are all the same... there isn't one.