Ding-Dong The Witch Is Dead
Silly ‘ol witch, thinking that all is well and good needles and pins and… oh my!
Life finds a way. I have no clue as to what that really means since I’m not a ‘lifer’ so to speak. I do look in the mirror of life and living from time to time but I find such endeavors quite… boring. From where I stand it would be like watching cartoons on television thinking that it is all so real when in fact it’s nothing but one’s interpretation of but a tiny small speck of how to live. Living can be done in so many ways and means it is ridiculous!
But that’s not the route I take with this website nor where the rubber meets the road. Oh the poor dears! But that is the point if not the golden rule when visiting the land of make-believe, to escalate the situation until there is plenty of sorrow, pain and everyone’s favorite, victimization.
I feel like I should take a shower.
It’s been said that life is what we make it but I can tell you that even before that the essence of what is called you has already manifested all that needs be. So go ahead and get in the driver’s seat and take off like a bat out of hell. You can even watch the telephone poles go by like a picket fence. Yeah, it’s all a ‘head-turner’ isn’t it. I feel a commercial coming on…
Okay never mind that, it was just a play on the atmospheric propensity of me being humorous. If nothing else my sense of humor seems to remain unburied, unmolested and true. Does that make me a loser for ‘hanging on’? As the crowd roars with excitement the expectation in the air is absolutely electrifying. Yeah, whatever.
I think that I’m going to get back to my coloring book and see if I can stay in the lines this time. I must of had too much coffee last time but I think that it’s worn off by now. It’s true, a being’s qualities just ‘wear off’ after a while - at least that’s what I’ve heard. But I hear a lot of things and much of it is just plain bull… um, horse hockey. No wonder my hearing got lost along the way. The good news is that I can still give the appearance of ‘listening’ to all the crap that idiots and ‘sages’ alike spew nonstop.
If it walks like a duck and acts like a duck then it must be a duck.
It sounds like we’re in kindergarten, the Land of Ozzie and Harriet where all is laid out before us and we need do nothing but follow the road with which we have been tasked. Isn’t there some war propaganda poster saying that very same thing? I could have sworn that I saw that recently.
Anyway, to all a good-night and a good night to all.