jeez.
rain.
insomnia.
extra work.
complications and dire situations.
hard styles, hard times, long nights,
and all of that doo doo buttery business is poppin' off.
circumstances, happenstances, and distances.
times is tough, my ninjas.
i spent this day.
to the very last dime,
i went for broke;
and was thusly rewarded for my efforts.
that's right,
i don't have any money in my pockets.
but i DO have a pair of golden boxes,
no, not filled up with pandoran glitter-magical hope.
they aren't hope chests.
they're boxes of unbelievably tasty vegan chocolates.
yum.
and anyways,
all the left-leaning liberalists have cornered the market on hope.
despite all indictions that it isn't worth a damn thing.
like the cucch said yesterday:
we need six-month-marker obamalama t-shirts;
a real-life status report shepard fairey sh!tshow slogan:
"hope harder, spare some (loose) change"
and maybe spare some deep kim-chee for the impending i-disaster
of crashing computers and long-range missiles...
somewhere, probably over the rainbow,
a duder named kim is gonna blow the F* outta the rainbow state.
that's some asian extreme action, for sure.
keep hopin',
keep changin'.
like it or not,
it's all really happening.
the good news?
vegan omelets are a possibilty for dinner, though.
and that little glimmer is the silver lining of this cloudy-ass day.
unlike some other other folks,
i'm rarely incorrect.
it's not easy, either,
but it's just What Is.
blame it on information and experience,
but this really real, real life reality
is a brutal bobardment,
and the rubbly remains of each day
are a steaming, streaming, screaming scorched-earth
source of spirits and memories.
i'm talking about wisdom.
i'm growing it in daily doses.
i'd say there's an 80% chance of accruing some right now.
never quiet, never soft....
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