I’m left with little more than my basic kindness and generosity when you take away the name that would live in infamy. The war was asymmetric but I was barely with it. You can’t storm a garrison with a soup spoon. My tendency to harass and harangue seldom pleases me much more than it does the target. The rolling thunder of compulsion leaves me feeling lost in blurry motion in mid-contortion. Folks have all kinds of opinions and believe their opinions and beliefs to be sacrosanct. They would oftentimes have you be different from how you presently are so that they’ll be able to fit you in their hip pocket and massage you like a pet rock while they put on lip gloss and walk-and-talk. Never really knowing the real you that never was. If you know the game is rigged and you continue to play you shouldn’t expect legislators to come save the day. If you want to get the stalactites of peanut butter from off the roof of your damn mouth, you do the hokey pokey and you turn yourself around. Naturally, I’m plenty able to wince at what enmity compelled me to do…upon such occasions that it has actually been me what done ‘em. They say that resentment is drinking poison in the hopes that the other person will die. You can turn your guts to motor oil. It is a beautiful summer day with a breeze. I have not really gotten manic this summer. How can I be sure? I often need one or even two short naps during the daytime. I’m feeling a lot of pressure in the surrounding atmosphere and my head is frankly more thought-clogged than I would prefer. Sometimes my sinuses feel like they’re clogged with gravel. The cumulus clouds over the city are riding low and easy. Every few years I get to a place in my creative work where the spree comes to a short halt because every single first next step is a step into oblivion and the discontinuous stellar lines of the outer limits. I need to huddle inward and hum. If you let your thinking do your thinking for you, don’t be surprised when good fortune choses to ignore you. The voices you should be listening to are not going to sound a lot like friends to you at first, but either you take on the mass of that divided part or the open air may no longer be there to saturate your hiccupping heart.
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