it’s Friday the fourth
Graduation came and went
uh,, now what?…now what?
distance equals the of geometry multiplied out across arithmetic. That rather un-amusing when time really doesn’t exist and the geometry is only a relative observation based against where one observes the situation. Metaphysical notions really do have a way of being powerful but whether they are powerfully amusing or powerfully annoying does tend to be yet another ratio of how much coffee one has had or how strongy one has spiked that said coffee….at the present moment I long for the omega or was it alpha too in the ealy version of the sign we’ve Occident ally come to know as Infinity. None of this crap is feeding my belly and none of it’s solving one iota of anything valuable to the issues before me.
I’m neither broke nor am I rich. this could possibly be more neutral sounding or seeming in life but it’s not neutral, it’s damned annoying. i neither have the excuse of poverty nor do I have the means to slide out from underneath the latest schemes aiming to pin the bill as if it were a tail upon me the donkey. I am well aware of the knife-edge of what starts small grows to that of a steep mountain – should i care to play ostrich I also know that to keep being angled, I’m only ending up making that same said doughnut in a round not this time to indicate the fullness of time or the power of god but only that of a tired me ran around in a big zero of accomplishments some circles are all too common and all too vicious. but how can I change the bounce of angles from down to up? how can i turn the circle of sound back into even a wave of fortunes rocking one to sleep as the world comes and goes?
Voluntary taxes? Gambling. why yes, I’ll just march up the street and fork out some lettuce for my paint shaving to reveal whether I’m king of my mountain or lighter for the effort now walking by the mega home before the open space i just paid for to make them rich beyond the dreams of avarice. the trouble with gambling is it’s really only any fun if you win. and its worse still in that it’s only fun if you win and hardly anyone else does…..ahhh the odds. luck be a lady. if that isn’t a reference of import about attitudes, you’re not really listening… maybe you’re gambling also i have a point
vicious circles are not unlike the music of the 80’s wherein a little bit, a hook, was re looped with a slick new set of words and voila, we’ve brand new music? nope, we may have the most dope lyric which only turn dopey later as they’re rather like that of a novel on toilet paper- don’t really care how good it is, it really sees ONE use…yet i haven’t seen any tp that didn’t have some kind of gross notion to it of saying it’s not partially recycled post consumer content…that’s rather disturbing if you think about it. yes 80’s music and a bathroom runaway reference.. shameful of me. misleading too. I am sure everyone knows but doesn’t want to say it out loud that blissful relief of a trip to the can or before the kids laugh at you listening to the way it was ahhhhhh. vicious circles they keep returning and eating alive all the time to only end the same… how to avoid a vicious circle is to not fall into one… i guess i can no longer by any music but upon a thumb drive as i cant keep away from the circles be they cd’s oooo maybe a tape rollin up the reels or even the hard drive spinning it’s platters or ooo ooo vinyl records! nope, i can only avoid the vicious circles by being thoroughly square in the use of a thumbdrive…until it hits my set of keys and then round and round we go again 😉
I’ve another fiction before i go off to contemplate reality…. I should go pay my bills now. I really do have a life to lead. I think i be spherical in obtaining a scoop of Chinese food which really is 3 circles luckily multiplied together to obtain become a scoop. or will i investigate the full stomach with a circle become cylinder of something hamburger or perhaps arby’s? if i keep sitting here I’m just going to keep up the fiction.
#FictionFriday – Distance.