coincidentally

The groove we feel sometimes takes us to hopes' entryway. We feel free and clear of any level of false consciousness and longing. There we thrive and dwell in gleeming sunshine and cheap snowcones.
The pool is full and there are too many lifeguards on duty. What we need is something substantial, something altogether new to inspire us into new frameworks, new dimentions, and new methodologies in science.
People have a certain level of predictability that forecloses on most deals before they have a chance to grow. This mentality of foreseen life chances toward the negative hampers any notion of good change for the better. Change is not always positive but it can be something that leads to, at the very least, a good and meaningful smile.

life

Life is a series of varying perspectives coming together in the hope of finding resolution to the problems that inevitably come along during our time. The relationships we establish are rarely lasting, even in the ideal relationship way; whatever that is. When people get together, patterns are established, contracts are drawn up, and agreements about future endeavors are made and sealed with a bond only humans can make. This functionality of the human experience through different perspectives is a testimony to the inner qualities we all share about each other. The cycle can stop and we can hear again. We just need to listen more closely as the noise is sometimes overwhelming, disarming, and unclear. Everything is not well sometimes and sometimes we feel bad and say things we do not mean. A lifetime can go by and someone will still be holding on to the words they said that took the magic away. This is real, this is human, and this is life.
Not good enough! I want to juggle firecrackers, play bingo naked, shoot 56 for 18 holes, and be submerged in a pool of raspberry jello topped with sugar-free coolwhip. I have no time for misery or pain of any kind. I only have time for juicy ripe apples and the skin of a soft woman to run my sticky little hands over so she can sleep better. Is that such a bad thing? What, you don't like raspberries?

reflections

There is a rotating star high above that shines on all people. This star represents everyone who has occupied this planet before us. These were good and decent men and women. Their legacy is alive and inside each one of us. There is a star in the sky for the guy who came up with those automatic air-freshener little auto thingies; pure genius this guy. I don't know about you, but it is difficult for me to get through a day without my auto air-freshener thingies in each room because the difficulty surrounding even the idea of having to actually move and pick up, with one of my hands mind you, a can of air-freshener, then having to press down with my forefinger the lever that expells the freshness, is just too much for me to bear at times.
And the guy who came up with liquid powder. Well, now were talking about a whole new level of greatness. Here we have a liquid that is applied to the skin that then turns to powder. Yes, I like that idea. So what did I do? I went to the store and bought some. It was like oiling my skin with glue. Hell, I thought I was in the first grade again. It does turn to an oily powder that mixes very well with perspiration leaving little globules dangling from places there ought not to be little globules dangling.
We must also remember how far we have come since the advent of reflectors on shoes. It is these kinds of advancements that make humankind stand tall above all other life forms. I cannot wait for the next big thing. Maybe it will be scented toilet paper. OOps, we have that already. Or maybe some guy will come up with a new all purpose toothbrush holder. At this pace, we will have more shit than any other people on the planet. We may not be able to breath, but the air will smell spring-time fucking fresh. We will be standing in line at the grocery store with oxygen masks on while little white dingle dangles dangle from beneath our shorts and arms; but our skin will be powder fresh and soft as a babies butt. If we shop and walk and ride our bikes and motor-scooters at night, our reflectors will let traffic know we are there. Wait, don't we have blinking lights now? Yes, I think we do. How much does a blinking light cost these days? If I had my own blinker, would it be legal? See, these things make the world a better place to be and it is our advancements in these areas and others like them that make this place a special one to be a part of.

too many twists

Moving constantly in one direction makes it difficult to see things from different perspectives. Once pace becomes too quick, the fence becomes blurred and anything said is done so in passing. Those who will never hear your words will never be affected. The only one to be affected is you. You are the one who misses out because circumstances are unknown to you; history is unknown to you; and empathy is unknown to you. These three things are always missing when people open their criticism boxes. The point is, when your on the fast track, nothing you say matters except to the ones who are grinding along with you; spinning and turning, spinning and turning. That is a cycle hard to shake. From that place, you will be no different than my uncle, who is the most miserable man on the face of the Earth. The upside is people like him live forever. That is one reason why the world is full of miserable people. These people love their work and without them, our society would come to a standstill. Misery is an addiction and it runs contrary to happiness.
If my uncle received a package in the mail containing an all access pass to anything on the planet, for any length of time, with unlimited funds, and enough soda pop and subway sandwiches for ever and ever, the bastard would find something wrong. Something would bring him down and he would be unable to go. Usually it is something like a new transmission came through from the planet moron and he now needs to measure the alpha particles in their excited bleepin state.

Life is nothing more than a trade-off between victories and defeats. We are measured not by our abilities to get back up, shake it off, and press on. The guy who came up with that did that and it stuck. No, we are remembered for our belief systems and level of happiness while living.
We all want a smooth sail in this world but there are just to many twists and turns for the ride to be a smooth one. There needs to be a cookie to come home to. I have many cookies and they are moist and chewy and great with soda pop or ice cold milk. lol

morning time

The dream I had last night was almost too perfect. I had the ability to fly and there were no issues. My only issue was finding a place to land. Although I saw many trees, and I wanted to stop and take it all in, but there was no time to nap. I had places to go and things to do. Actually I did nothing but fly around in one big circle. There was no reason, there was no purpose. That is why the dream meant so much. I had no purpose. For aproximately 15 seconds I had total freedom. I had freedom from the past and all future ties were uncertain. My place was complete. And now, once again, I wake to this................ untasty cough drop. 98