daze

the playground is a battleground. you’re never gonna get a job. you’re never gonna figure out how to get a woman pregnant. kids will say all kinds of things. it starts at stupid-head and takes off. the sky’s the limit. I remember a lot of the past and try not to hold onto it, but some things never change, and it is good to see things for what they are. the big life lesson is Buddhist: let go. just let go. I don’t know. I know I feel comfortable writing sentences one right after the other. it’s my way of breaking out of quiet. I’m like that, if I don’t have something to say, I usually won’t force it. even on the phone sometimes I’ll just sit in silence, which is lame.

yes, squirrels are here to ransack this house just the same as you. noise pollution. I unwrap the multitude of presents. happy new year. happy birthday. all these days passing. no holiday that you put some energy into is ever the same. every December month in my life has been different. but this world of likes and dislikes has to adopt a culture of letting go.

wake up early. not any more. life on hold, I sleep in bed with strange dreams till noon. I’m not even opposed to it. it’s just my thing.

I like this sentence from the Koran: “…This is an admonition to all men: to those of you who have the will to be upright.” I really like that, “to those of you who have the will to be upright.” in addition: “yet you cannot will, except by the will of Allah, Lord of the Creation.”

think of this one night, you go outside and look into the sky and the stars are a blur – the kind of starry blur you see on Star Trek when they go into warp drive. notice too, that the whole Earth is shaking, the planet has slipped out of orbit and is falling to who knows the hell where. when you see this, you’ll know you’re a redneck.