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Sometimes, 6-16-13
all you can do is laugh. That is after you’ve scratched your head, pulled your hair out, barked at the moon like a damn dog, screamed from the rooftops and drank enough friggin’ Tequila to wash all your sorrows away. Sometimes, life becomes too much, to the point where it’s just downright absurd watching all the crap that comes your way. I mean really, all you can do is stand there, immobilized, and watch the crap roll down the hill knowing you’re in the way, knowing you’re going to get smothered, knowing there’s nothing you can do but take it like the man you are, bending over and smiling as the crap sends you on your way into the voids of the dark abyss.
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The Bull 5-27-13
I know you’ve heard the old saying about the bull in the china shop. Yep, the one where the bull breaks everything because of his size, or is it simply that the beast breaks everything in a fit of rage because some idiot lured him into some small, quaint and delicate shop. However he entered the shop, regardless of his disposition, the end results the same, every time.
Mass destruction!
Humans are just like that dumb beast, maybe a bit dumber when I think about it. Here we are, stuck on some small, delicate and quaint little planet on the outskirts of an average galaxy, and we’re ripping it apart. Like a fat man eating himself, we’re doomed to leaving behind nothing of ourselves except for perhaps the obnoxious grin of the cheshire cat. “Why, I’ve seen a planet without a man but never seen a man without a planet”
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Change, Anyone? 5-18-13
Change is a strange and fearsome wild beast. Strange in that it is always persistent in our lives, always recognizable, and yet in the space of a passing second, our lives and the lives of our loved ones can be so very different than that instant before that passing second. A winning lottery number, a car accident, a telephone call, take your pick, you get the point. Sometimes, we see change coming down the road, at times slow and steady, others, like a raging wild beast charging our way, threatening.
Most of the time, change is beyond our control. Most of us expect it in some form and fashion. Most of us don’t like it, even kind of fear it. We do enjoy the stability of our lives, don’t we? GO
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