grand design

One small part of the grand design is our ability to know and understand that at this point in human history, we are not capable of knowing answers to the big questions about why we are here and where we come from and what happens next. Part of the whole is this knowledge that is indisputable and without challenge by anyone now. Because our cluelessness is so prevalent in our social world here in the U.S., we have managed to actually move backwards as other nations thrive. Meanwhile, we still have a society geared for certain groups while at the same time preventing other groups from attaining their goals through one's social dominance over the other. Is this part of the grand design? Are we going to have our heads up our asses much longer? I can see it now."Yeh, they thought they were smart way back when, but they were less than 70 years from when there was a PONY EXPRESS!" Is that part of the grand design? If so, we are most definately not as smart as we think we are. Is there a grand design? I say no. I think we were not born of fish but we did come from the water.

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I talk about how inspiration comes from strange, obscure places. This is no more true than what I saw in this sea of blue. I walked through a long hallway where, at the end, was one very large room with blue neon lighting the whole place up. The edges of the room were dark and scattered with boothes. There was a single candle in the middle of each table within each booth. In the middle of all this was an empty space 19 feet by 19 feet that was lit by a single light pointing strait up. There was one small bar in the back. The music was classic rock and the conversations in the room were whispers. There were exactly 56 people in this room and every one of them had a look of contemplation and angst on their faces as if pondering many things at once. Their heads bobbed with the music ever so slightly and they all wore tiny smiles on their faces. Each person had with them a silver pen they twirled around with their fingers nervously in between songs. With the exception of the blue, I was home.

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So I woke this morning with a third leg protruding from my right knee. It even had a foot shaped in the necessary way so I could walk without tripping. Needless to say this new leg, including a foot, took some getting used to. The first thing I had to consider was choosing a shoe that would somehow look as if I had some sort of style. Is the foot right or left footed? Neither, it had five toes all the same length so I sheered them to size to fit a right shoe. Fuck it, I am right handed and the damn thing belongs to me. The way I saw it, if I was going to harbor this new appendage, I might as well be consistent in the fashion sense and make good and damn sure I had some coordination. God knows if you don't look like you belong you better find some other place to go; other than New York. I could go on and on here, but I am tired, and I have literally been on my feet all day. What color are my shoes? Black! 98.2 LLC.