memyselfnie

The center of the known universe is in New Jersey,

trust me, I know.  I don’t really want to say how I

know, but, OK, nestled down in between various rural stump

farms and people junkyards, somewhere there’s a brass

medallion signifying the exact center.  OK, it’s out,

now you know too.  They prolly won’t admit it,

but NASA put it there in the sixties.  Don’t ask me how

I know that either, it’s so top secret, I don’t even know

how I know.  I will say this much, they had to start somewhere,

so it’s somewhere between New York and Delaware.

Most importantly and not so highly classified, wherever

you go, there you are.  So alla you (and you know

who you are too), you’re digging in the wrong place.

No stopping, standing, loitering, or even just generally hanging around!

This means you!!!

It’s a real thing, don’t ya just hate (it)?  No real reasoning,

but plenty of faux justification to go around.  It seems to be

everywhere, there’s religious, racial, political, medical –

and hey – who needs a good reason – it seems the hate rate

just goes up by itself.

Literally, too big.  You know like standing on a beach

and can’t see the other shore?  Can’t see the forest cause

there’s just too many trees blocking your view?

Or how about this one: Can’t see the end of the

universe.  Does that mean there isn’t one,

or is there?