All that we are.
All that we think.
Finite, both in time and energy, synergy and worth.
All that we feel, discrete in level and intensity.
Grounded, in the words that we parley, to both loved and hated,
Crowds of church-gatherings and red-lit alike, All we do,
Is small, genuine, and time-stamped.
You cannot simply do everything, all the time, or ever...
Thursday, April 16, 2009
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
The OBVIOUS List
1. You are reading this.
2. Number two is the one that catches you.
3. Odds in the favor of Murphy's law, this list will probably suck.
4. But, you'll keep reading anyway.
5. Just in the rarest case that I'll continue my broken English at Number 6.
6. Nope.
7. 8
2. Number two is the one that catches you.
3. Odds in the favor of Murphy's law, this list will probably suck.
4. But, you'll keep reading anyway.
5. Just in the rarest case that I'll continue my broken English at Number 6.
6. Nope.
7. 8
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
Local Transports.
I recently transported.
It was fast.
I'm not jealous of jets anymore.
I'd rather stay on the ground, where truckers juggle packages.
I felt sorry for high class taking low class 'port.
It ain't fun when you are stuck in the middle of somewhere.
I recently translocated.
It was fast.
It was fast.
I'm not jealous of jets anymore.
I'd rather stay on the ground, where truckers juggle packages.
I felt sorry for high class taking low class 'port.
It ain't fun when you are stuck in the middle of somewhere.
I recently translocated.
It was fast.
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