Live: Simple, binary. You do or you don't. Continue or cast yourself into the void and hope for the best. Endless nothing or throwing yourself at the mercy of your god. Judgement and torment or nothing at all. The deck is stacked the game is rigged but do you quit or stay to turn the tables?
Laugh: A bit more complex. Why are you laughing? What is so funny? Are you laughing through conditioning at what you are supposed to laugh at. Are you laughing because someone said something taboo, not to be spoken of in polite conversation? Or, are you laughing the deep rich belly laugh of an infant? The laugh so pure and sweet it hurts and leaves you breathless.
Love: Back to binary, you do or you don't, you is or you ain't. Unless you are Greek, then it gets a bit more complicated:
Or, you can just paint that shit on your wall and go about your day, "enlightened".
How to function when one door opens before the other door closes? Beyond the new door are promises of peace and tranquility and behind the first fire and turmoil rage uncontrollably.
A cliff diver on the ledge, knowing he must commit. There is nothing to climb back down to. The crowds have all gone home. This dive will be only for him. Time it correctly and be embraced by the loving sea. Time it wrong and the hungry rocks wait. Gauging the tide he waits. Watching each wave as it swells and then drains the pool below. Wait too long and the tide may go out leaving him clutching the rock alone, waiting in the dark for the next chance. Leap without thinking and disaster awaits. He steps off and begins his descent.
Mamma Cain slew Abel and east of Eden Mamma he was cast - we're born into this life paying for the sins of somebody else's past.
Cain slew Abel and Seth knew not why.
Is a dream I lie that won't come true or is it something worse?
What is a gift torn from you again and again.
Why does Charlie Brown keep trying to kick that fucking football? Why does he keep flying that fucking kite next to the tree expecting different results?
What is the definition of insanity?
How is it possible just to know the existence of another kind soul in this world can pull you out of a complete tailspin? Even when they are not immediately available to you, just knowing that they are out there somewhere can bring desperately needed calm. Typing into the ether with no response and yet knowing somehow you are well cared for and worthy. Calmed and soothed before they even have a chance to respond. Somehow knowing they care even without a word. How? How is it possible and yet the results do not lie. So much gratitude just for their existence and knowledge that they are there even in the ether.
The xmas decoration I received randomly from Amazon (see above) is so awful that it has inspired me. I am going to encourage my son to initiate a Secret Krampus exchange at school when the season draws near. (I believe this is an original idea?) An exchange for the worst "gifts" imaginable. If the idea catches on, remember you heard it here first.
Is anyone else receiving random packages from Amazon?
So far I've received"
A godawful christmas ornament
a set of usb cords
a selfie circle light
ear buds
None of which ordered, none of which appear on my order list, all of which have my name and address correct
I am puzzled
Scam? Secret admirer with horrible taste and no clue of me?
IDK
You can go to the ocean day or night and scream your fear and pain and anger and confusion into the waves and no one hears and no one cares.
The waves swallow all and retreat back to the deep and lap on and on forever their roar drowning all.
Nobody gets what I say,
Must be some way to convey,
But no-one else remembers my name,
Just the parts that I play.
Nobody gets,
Nobody gets me but you.
No-one gets what I've done,
Everyone else seems to look trough.
Oh but maybe I've never wanted them to.
Couldn't count on it anyway.
Nobody gets,
Nobody cuts me like you.
Nobody gets what I say,
Those who know, those who lose.
Those who look trough.
Do they get me?
I thought they get me like you,
Oh no!
Nobody.
Nobody.
Nobody.
No.
Oh no-one.
Do you think he thought, "Aw fuck!" or "Haha bitches look at me now!" or "Oh no, not again." much like a bowl of petunias hurtling towards impact with a distant alien planet?