a shot in the arm rarely tickles
cod liver oil never tasted sweet
and I ain't yo damn bunny rabbit
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I exist within space and time for the time being the matter that surrounds and contains me has no sovereignty over me it's only my Tupperware burped and sealed I hear the party was a bang a big one I derive no direction from a tree although I've barked up a few wrong ones in the past, it seems to me they pretty much stay in one spot or a star I may have the dust of one long ago but its time has ended for now my body got the dust but It will have to give it up someday because I can't take it with me and therefore it will leave me just as it did the star but that's matter and doesn't matter no creature or created thing controls my destiny my fate doesn't depend on a rock shiny or not but it makes for a decorative paperweight or door stop I don't worship Santa Clause I'm not a kid anymore I do try to be young at heart not in mind I hope you don't mind the approval of others is nice but not vital for my purpose I was put on this earth for unless they have a gun to my head and even then all they hold is a piece of metal not my fate the company I'm in Isn't the sole derivation of my character I mean, like what if I were in the company of serial killers or worse...politicians? love, sincerity of friendship, kindness, compassion are among things you can't touch with your fingers or observe as separate in body but you can take them with you they are not made of matter and therefore do matter self sits its ass in the backseat of love this means you risk rejection if your message is not always smiley faced sometimes to love means you're a pain in the freakin ass it's not all about what you get from but what you give to and does that really help them or you or does that indeed do something else you do no favors nor show no love to hand someone a pretty flower as they're fallin off a cliff although it smells nice on the way down or hand someone who's arm is infected with gangrene a box of chocolates even if life is like one you just may have to chop that sucka off if you wish always the warm fuzzies you should look into getting a bunny rabbit when it's your time look to your bunny or grab your paperweight by then your tree could be the pages of a book I would recommend oh, in my humble opinion :) (look it's a smiley face) Written by Scott Schoffstall © October 18, 2011 all rights reserved http://www.poeticsojourn.com/the-sojourner.html |
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