Have you ever seen a mirror when you break it? It busts into a million tiny little fragments. That’s how my life feels right now. I’m in so much pain right now I can’t see straight. There are no words to explain how I feel. It’s ok you can walk away. No, don’t grab the broom or the dust pan, don’t bother. It’s a waste of your time. Once a mirror is broken it can never be repaired the same. It will always have fragments of it’s broken image. I know you think I am depressed and you would be right. As Douglas Adams said it best “So long, and Thanks for All the Fish.” From one whale to another, “Bye bye”. Got better things to do than wait for you and all the philosophers to figure it out. I like Douglas Adams because he said it best. He said the answer, but he died before he could ever bring it to light, huge bummer. Still, there is always that mirror isn’t there?
There is no song for today, no mind bending philosophy, just this. Sorry to disappoint you, but this is it.
They call this war a cloud over the land. But they made the weather and then they stand in the rain and say ‘Shit, it’s raining!’
Ok, WTF. I went to the store last night and here comes that damn murder of crows. What is the deal?! Just when I think I finally am at peace things just get tossed. I feel like someone is trying to pull me into a twisted knot like a pretzel. I just wrote, not so long ago, about the “Omen of Crows”. I don’t seem to be able to escape those black bastards. I really wish they would stop following me. They seemed to be travelling the same direction I was travelling as if to tell me, “Stop! Don’t go that way!” Maybe I put to much cadence in nature but I can’t help myself because I believe nature has it’s own way of resolving issues, selective evolution and all that crap. I love Buddha, very much, but he really has to stop sending me messages. Nature has it’s own way of speaking to us and if we listen very carefully we can hear every subtle message it sends, although at times too painful to hear, so we choose to ignore what is blatantly in front of us. Maybe I am being so blind that I just refuse to hear or see what is right in front of me biting me right on the nose.
- Omen of the Crows (catseyesk.wordpress.com)
- The Buddha and the Broken Egg (cyndikershner.wordpress.com)
- oh shit. (cavalcanti2mascate.wordpress.com)
- When it rains… What do you wear? (coolcatnebula.com)