Wednesday, June 16, 2021

The overly dramatic inner cerebral randomness of a 53 year old self made clown

 Ages ago, there was one pattern in bowling. It was called 'Throw Ball..Adjust Accordingly'. And a candy bar was only 50 cents.

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As I get older, I realize I never met a grown man or woman under the age of 30. 

First example of this is, I have also never told this to anyone under 30 that did not get overly offended by it. 

It is funny what society will tell kids to make them think they are adults. 

You are a grown up now...you can go to war.  You can do as you are told. 

I could go on and on....but comedians have picked the idea apart for years. The drinking age, college loans, and such. Send the young to protect the old ways...ensuring there are no new ways...

It is not a blanket situation. I am getting old, but not sure society would define me as what it considers an adult...unless it wants something from me. A few youngsters are quite good at adulting. 

Societal demands. 

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I remember when a mosquito bite would later feel like electrocution, as the pain shot from joint to scars from head to toe. I probably couldn't survive that feeling these days. 

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You gotta have faith faith faith.

I look down the road of any town, and I see the people, buildings and street signs. Then I feel the invisible magic fence of abstract concepts...the rules, laws, suggestions and advice of Federal, State, local governments, and religions. 

Everything is based on belief. If you believe it, it manifests. It becomes. It be life. 

The abstract becomes more real than concrete. More real than ourselves. As long as enough people believe.        Society itself is a faith based religion. Things go sideways real quick when belief takes a holiday. Watch the news. 

Wouldn't it be interesting if math and physics and science in general worked off of belief? Your theory, under the right circumstances, gets the right belief injections, and the universe makes the magic numbers work.  

 Boy, you wouldn't teach anyone else how to do that, would you?

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Damn teenagers with their perfect posture and obvious ability to not break a hip if they fall which they probably won't

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You are going to find this hard to believe, but I probably don't agree with your politics, your religion (including what passes for science these days), what you think is funny, or what a good movie is. Despite that, I sincerely hope you have a good evening with your family.

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When they removed my dermoid, they wouldn't let me see it or confirm that it had teeth, hair and eyes. They say it is gone, but the dreams say otherwise. I digress. Feed your absorbed twin ice cream, and buy it presents. Ask it about its politics.

Taking twitter too personally today. The loss of the language of old and the absorbed twin is just too much to bear

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Coffee is not my friend.

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Ah, that day you realize your shit don't work...but you do it anyway not because it's all you know how to do, but because it is you. Owning it.

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I forgot about the time I was sent to do a job and couldn't cuz of the goats.

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