know? NO!

I saw educated people make distinctions no man could make and draw conclusions from weaved lies for their own benefit. I saw grown adults lay claim to the divine as a foundation and expectation for all others to follow without any significant reason other than to promote their own job position in the eyes of who got them there. How is it possible for educated people to claim answers to questions nobody can possibly know? How is it possible for any person to know what is best for everyone? Those who claim to know are no better off than anyone else, they just have their own interests to protect above the interests of those whom they have never even met. Does this make sense to anyone? I should say not!

should be a color

One thing adults need to understand and recognize is that kids see more than they do. For some kids, their issue may be a simple one. They may see the hypocracy that exists in the social world that is backed up and confirmed by what they see both in real life (home environment) and in the images they see. It could be that they are unhappy about the many compromises they see adults make and find it difficult to find a spot among all the muck and selfishness; lying and deceitful practices that inevitably take place. They might find it difficult to create anything useful and it is in this way that kids may see themselves as unwilling participants in they grey that they believe should be a color.

less is less

It is useless to compare yourself with what you see on tv. That is the equivalent of comparing chocolate syrup to dynamite. The thing is, everything on tv is complete fiction. Even in news stories we only get the partial picture and it is in that sense it is fiction. We all need to remember that media is ran by money grubbers who give what people want; but what people want is dictated by what they see on tv. Do you understand that the entire process is like a monkey having sex with cabbage; there is no purpose and understanding.
We are all suckers and our lives are less because of it. Never compare fiction with what is real; you will lose each and every time. But hey, for all your depression and feelings of inadequacy, the pharmaceutical companies advertised on tv have your solution. Isn't this fun?

theirs not ours

Refuse to close your eyes. If you cannot see your ears will suffice. If no ears, you can rely on what everyone else relies on; the shirt-tails of other people who have questionable notions of what constitutes the consideration of anyone else but themselves and their condition. They pass this on to you/us not through fault, but through their humanness unashamed and bashful. Suppression of what is natural to them requires change which would be the same as admitting they were wrong. Few people, of any age, are capable of this yet we all want this in one form of the other while holding on to the values of other people who have supplied us with our security tools and core values we fight so directly inside.

love

My love is a mile wide for the one who should never inspire my desire, but should make me think and feel in new and interesting ways from which to draw from the well. Sometimes when I dip the cup in, I want to do so on my foot-tips and lean in so my arm gets wet. I like to feel the cool water beads flow steadily down my arm through my palm and back into the well again. Sometimes I like to bring my wet hand up to my face and wipe it clean. Then sometimes, if there is a breeze, I like to let it come across my face so I can feel the chilling exhileration of breathe, of love, and of life.

think with your mind

The politician cannot benefit the many because he/she relies on parts of the few and the few cannot maintain their status without becoming involved in the privacy of public affairs through the creation and maintenance of ways and means necessary for the process to move in the first place. 98.2

very nice

At the end of a particularly long day, I want to go into a quiet room with a really big ceiling fan. I want to lay down quietly skating down that steep slope in San Diego at the park across the street. Man that shit was fun. Just the sound and feel through my feet; the falling on my ass or banging my face on the cold concrete leaving blood trails and pieces of teeth. Those are the kind of dreams that make me feel complete. 98.2