Wednesday, April 15, 2009
the elm's themselves
One should never be content and comfortable. Hell, if that's the goal, then once achieved, what the fuck do you do? What good are you? You struggle and struggle to jump into the debt pool and from then on life becomes one episode of bad television programming after another with lousy ads inbetween. All the extra crap we buy don't mean piddly poop; is decoration for the unsturdy sapling that was once the elm. There are far too many little trees lining the streets and far too many unhappy people in their contentments. Their shovels are worn to the wood created from the elm's themselves. LLc 98.2
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