seeming song

We build them up just to break them down. The natural order of things takes care of this for us but we perpetuate the process by evoking the natural order in seeming somber song and sound. Must we be reminded of the order and offered constant remedies to prolong the inevitable? I should say so and without dispute. What else are we going to do with ourselves but bicker and talk about how right we are and how wrong everyone else is. What else are we going to do but be constantly reminded of the past; a flaw in and of itself, only to compare it to our time now. Yes, we must buy things so we can live in one of our many alternate universes'. There is a product out there for everyone and still we break down and fall apart at the seams. We do this not only physically, but we also perpetuate it through words in regards to not only other people but ourselves as well. What else would we do if we didn't act the way we do and sing the way we sing? LLc 98.2

frustrating time

What I enjoy is how we hardly ever change. That old saying, "Once a smart ass always a smart ass!" seems to hold true. I suspect as we get older we learn to behave better in certain ways but the memories remain the same. We still harbor the same feelings we had when we were children whether we like it or not. Whatever turned us on when we were in the fifth grade will still turn us on in our old age. For example, when I was a kid I was turned on by the idea of catching the uncatchable ball. I was spiderman out there when it came to snagging one down the line or popping one over the plate; or at least I thought I was. Hell, even if I missed one I let it fly over me like a leer jet. Most of the time these days rarely do I have the opportunity to let the child in me out to play. Mostly he remains inside and huddled in the corner; overtaken by frustration and time. LLc 98.2