Well, here I sit..alone on my couch with a glass of red wine and my thoughts. It's Friday (night), and I'm 26 (7). I feel like I should have some exciting thing to do, or people to hang out with...something more social than this but alas, here I am.
All day I have been considering this idea of life. Like, L.I.F.E. It's so long. Not to get all deep or anything, but really. If you sit (like I have), and really ponder all the little things that make a whole person's life...that's HUGE! Puts a hell of a lot of pressure on doing it well.
It flys by, but it's so hard not to think,
"man, when is this day going to eeeend?" or
"I can't wait for this week to be over.".
Then, one day, you sit and talk with an 87 year old woman and realize...shoot. It goes by TOO fast, if anything. Because I'm not excellent writer...I would like to somehow find a way to tell a story of life through dance. Why not?
Might be an undertaking that never leads anywhere, but I'll give it a shot. If nothing else, it will give my ADD something to semi-focus on when I'm alone.
Scene 1: The first day of school...
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Amen, girl. Life truly IS a dance, seeing whether we can make Seventh-Heaven amidst the psycho/somatic (that's HEAD/BODY - Pop was a shrink). So, lemme fill-you-up withe avant-gardeness and wisdom necessary to achieve Seventh-Heaven, dear...
ReplyDeleteWanna wiseabove to help a 'Plethora Of Wurdz' which are look'n for a new home in your novelty?? Yay!
Q: But [gulp] can anyone tell me the difference between K2 and IQ? A: Nthn. In Heaven, we gitt'm both for eternity HA! Need a few more thots, ideers, wild wurdz (whoa, Nelly! Easy, girl!) or ironclad iconoclasms? Voila!!
VERBUM SAT SAPIENTI: As an ex-writer of the sassy, savvy, schizophenia we all go thro in this lifelong demise, I wanna help U.S. git past the whorizontal more!ass! we're in (Latin: words to [the] wise)...
"This finite existence is only a test, son," God Almighty told me in my coma. "Far beyond thy earthly tempest is where you'll find tangible, corpulent eloquence". Lemme tella youse without d'New Joisey accent...
I actually saw Seventh-Heaven when we died: you couldn't GET! any moe curly, party-hardy-endorphins, extravagantly-surplus-lush Upstairs (in [the] end without end -Saint Augustine) when my o-so-beautifull, brilliant, bombastic girly passed-away due to those wry, sardonic satires.
"Those who are wise will shine as brightly as the expanse of the Heavens, and those who have instructed many in uprightousness as bright as stars for all eternity" -Daniel 12:3, NJB
Here's also what the prolific, exquisite GODy sed: 'the more you shall honor Me, the more I shall bless you' -the Infant Jesus of Prague.
Go gitt'm, girl. You're incredible. See you Upstairs. I won't be joining'm in the nasty Abyss where Isis prowls
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Oak Woods, Franky Sparks, Athena Noble, Autumn Rose, Faith Bishop, Dolly Martin, Willow Rhodes, Cocoa Major, Roman Stone, Bullwark Burnhart, Magnus Wilde, Kardiak Arrest, Will Wright, Goldy Silvers, Penelope Summers, Sophie Sharp, Violet Snow, Lizzy Roach, BoxxaRoxx, Aunty Dotey, Romero Stark, Zacharia Neptoo, Mercurio Morrissey, Fritz & Felix Franz, Victor Payne, Isabella Silverstein, Mercedes Kennedy, Redding Rust, Phoenix Martini, Ivy Squire, Sauer Wolfe, Yankee Cooky, -blessed b9 ...shake well B4 use!
God blessa youse
(trust-N-Jesus)
-Fr. Sarducci, ol SNL