Let me be clear, real clear, it’s the spirit in the words, not just the words, in case there
are other words trying to hijack, misunderstand, imitate, or impart meaning for you.
Just to clarify that meaning, you know, to understand the why, not the
other words. Kinda brief I know, but that’s the truth.
It’s a really bad habit, it seems the whole world is suffering, even tho they’re
really not. Symptoms include not happy unless miserable (not really happy
inside), your ass is cracked, something is wrong every day. Fortunately
Sister Merry Sunshine is here with the solution, and no it’s not another pill.
It’s not necessarily gonna fix you, in fact your ass is prolly gonna be cracked
the rest of your natural life. Deal with it. But the person that has to listen to
your crap every day is gonna love this solution. Just stop . Everyone has
problems, very real problems, be the solution.
I coulda been a doctor!
Turning boundless self-confidence into arrogance, we all do it, we “think we know”.
It’s a bet, there is no real certainty, we assume. It’s really shameful, either we know,
or we don’t know, there is no “think we know”, but we fool ourselves. Usually we
win that bet, tho sometimes we don’t, like so many other words the real definition is
lost, fiction tries to becomes fact, the truth is not the truth, it’s sold
(for want of a better word) and we buy it.
No, my name’s not Groucho, but welcome to today’s version. There’s two
sides to every coin, but the house always gets it’s cut, and they don’t call it
a rake for nothing. Sometimes it’s the dark side or the other, and we all like
to get righteous and rabid about the call, but the bell always tolls for somebody,
and that’s everybody eventually, so place your bets.
