Speaking Ill of the Dead
In hushed tones amid the echoing footsteps in the hallowed halls of justice, whispers reveal the intent of those who walk among the dead. The dead, the dying and the ill conceived all share the same blood as revealed in the veins of history. It’s not something we talk about much but that doesn’t mean that it isn’t there none-the-less.
“What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger” as the saying goes but for myself and many others there exists no such stupidity among the ranks. Foot-loose and fancy-free the tide indeed does turn - but only if you believe in that sort of thing. I don’t but that is nothing compared to a reality among which the dead indeed do live, breath and strive for a mentality which will endure well beyond the heavens and hells of imagined thought.
If you are what you think then I would say that your thinking is full of you know what. Think about that.1
We all win or lose based upon our desires. Unfortunately I’ve never given a damn about that and let me tell you, it shows.
I’d keep going here but I think that2 point has already been laid bare a while back. Go ahead and search the archives. I’ll wait. Not.
If all the world’s a stage then you must have missed your cue. That’s all right. The arena is packed with seats up on high. You would look good up there, looking down upon us po folks.
Yeah, I’m just a little guy taking up space on the stage of life, living and what-have-you.
Kinda reminds me of that story called Little Red Riding Hood.
Yeah. I’m the wolf.