Sincerity stares sneak out amongst the many personalities we employ. To catch one is truly magnificent. It is almost like winning the big taco with tickets that came free at the door. When sincerity breaks in the social world, it is measurable.
The stares are for wanting to be doing something else. The smiles that inevitably follow are from the moment in time that spurred on the pleasantries. The dreams that come from within are earmarked and filed into the coldness; only to be remembered when nobody is around. The silent seamstress will come and manufacture something specifically for you. There you will find comfort as usual. LLc 98.2
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
getting even
Bound in the dirt we are and still we shame our names by fulfilling our deepest, darkest desires at other people's expense. We all do this and yet we never realize that every time we feel only for ourselves it comes back feeling like a back ache in our feet. The idea that we live in one rotation; one reflection, and one time on the line is exactly correct. The world will still appear to be what it is even when we are no longer able to destroy it. Bound by dirt forever we are. Maybe that is the Earth's way of getting even. Maybe not. LLc 98.2
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