Tattoos piercings interesting clothing items that refer to a faith in something big or small in meaning and fun lots of trinkets for every one. Doesn't matter what you look like it's who you are that counts. I see it day in day out. If you have a good reputation, if you work hard, if you try hard, if your heart is in the right place...
One IS the loneliest number. Funny that as I suspect there was only one something at one time, that split in two and then again and again until it was so many it wished to be one again. So the cycle goes on and on as we are thrown around like items in a washing machine, flying through space in a hurry to get who knows where or when.
We are in fact much more like fleas upon a golden fleece. The tapestry of the world will contain references to every person who ever lives, in memories that will last a lifetime, in stories that might last forever. The will has to be there to follow the imagination and to strike up the will to do the dreamed of and turn it into the real thing is the hardest part unless you stop assuming it is. Actually the most difficult bit is not thinking when you should be acting and NOT acting when you should be thinking and even more importantly being able to tell the difference.
You can't if you are thinking so when it's something you should
be feeling your way through see how you feel, and when it's
something you ought to have thought about cos your
instincts & emotions have let you down gently,
so see how you think and what it is.
How you think changes how you feel.
What you think changes how you feel.
What you say changes how you feel .
What you say should be the truth ESPECIALLY if it hurts.
The truth hurts now and nothing hurts as much later.
The lie now is your easy way out but will destroy you later.
So would you rather put in some hard graft for a second or two now?
Or live with what you've done and look like you do right now?
Cos I look the way I do for my age only for two reasons.
I don't lie I bend the truth to fit what you can handle ;)
I tell you what you need to know not whatya wanna
(Unless I don't want you to know on a hunch)
I keep my secrets and yours very seriously.
I forget them, that way they're safe.
Until the next time I'm reminded.
In your company and mine.
Going uphill is lots easier.
Down hurts the shins.
Makes us giddy.
Cos it's easy now and we leave climbing back up again until we have to, leave the short sharp shock so that what we are left with is a hammer blow instead to deliver to someone else. Don't deal with the things that need to be said or done, don't do anything, don't rock the boat, don't report a crime, nothing will get done, it's always been the same... Whatever your reasons for not
being honest ask yourself this. Why? not who, not how, not when, not where,
but why? Why are you lying trace it
back, is it a habit, is it for your own selfish pride or sense of self or another vain little neurosis.
I don't want to hear it, don't moan about something you won't get done or mention to the perpetrator.
Don't go on about the awful things in the world unless you're going out there soon or fundraising
If you're not involved, making the most of your time, it's clear you're part of the problem
Not the solution that we must work towards, the one that is unfolding at a rapid rate
The new way of doing things springing from the past in todays world. Expression.
People are expressing themselves in a world where it is not condoned freely.
No you must enter a talent contest or filter your life through their lenses
If it isn't t.v. games movies books toys curriculums food water it's
The element of surprise and the awful nature of many of them
and the way we are consumed with the nasty ones most
the nice ones next and dismissive at times of the best.
The best surprises are easy to deny or envy so
they invite and spread a little cynicism into
this world where none should be found
cyclically we swing from one extreme
to another, in so many ways every
where we go and every thing
we do, it's all extreme cos
we are monkey see
monkey do and
monkey magic
isn't famous
it happens
when no1
is looking
like it all
does lest
it spoil the
surprise of
who the wiz
of oz really is
and when you
find out i'll join
you in guffawing
until the end of time
cos we'll all be in on
the joke that is as it has
always been the nearest thing
to a true word that has ever been
spoken. So speak friend or forever
hold your piece or i will give you mine
always wondering why it is that you never
took the obvious invitation to splutter and splurge
out all the rubbish you've collected but not managed
to do anything else with than recycle it over and over in
your mind and that leads to so much emotional turmoil because
as much as we like to deny and forget that our heart rules our head,
it's true and it has always been and will always be not like these fads and
fashions that you see cos although the times of old, now and new will collide
when they do for the first and last time it will create somewhere for some rest
from visiting a place designed to allow us to be born live and die and learn things
to going on somewhere else that i can only surmise and speculate about and
I hate speculation, i dislike it actually I don't hate anymore, anything or one.
I don't hate, i dislike intently instead or not at all because it doesn't do owt.
Holding on to any emotion for any length of time is like trying to grab an
eel and they're so slippery, like the fickle fingers of fate, there to make
sure we don't get too comfortable, history and prediction also.
We sit in the past or the future more than we should.
Get up and see what's happening before it's gone.
Run to catch the train if it's something good.
Walk if it's to work and see what happens.
Have a random day, have no plan at all.
Go somewhere you've never been.
Do something you'll remember,
after today not just forget.
Cos it resembles closely,
Yesterday again again.
Again,again, again.
I'm losing my rag.
My religion.
Not faith.
Love
Jon
x
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