I Don’t Have To Do This
Blogging, if that’s what you want to call it, is not mandatory. I do it to entertain the masses. It might have some tertiary personal value, but I certainly don’t feel it. Although, it is fun to make myself sit down and do something everyday. That used to be Taekwondo, but the money dried up for that, so now this is a poor substitute. Speaking of substitutes, this replaces friends for the time being. I can pretend that this is a conversation with my friend, the internet. For instance, I can ask other’s opinions about Life of Pi, and get meaningless replies. Tell me I’m an ass, people. Tell me I’m dumb, and be specific. Tell me to shut up. How else would I know? There is certainly no personal introspection going on here, not in this head. Except once when I was 16, but that doesn’t count because it was for a class.
So here is a line from an old song that I liked (Arthur Smith “Adieu False Heart”):
My love is like the constant sun
From east to west it ranges
Yours is like unto the moon
It’s every month it changes
Here are a few lines I wrote during one of the many rounds of the Palestinian/Israeli violence was going on a little while back:
Let’s play squabble,
Let’s play fight,
Let’s kill each other
For what we think is right.
So here is a line from an old song that I liked (Arthur Smith “Adieu False Heart”):
My love is like the constant sun
From east to west it ranges
Yours is like unto the moon
It’s every month it changes
Here are a few lines I wrote during one of the many rounds of the Palestinian/Israeli violence was going on a little while back:
Let’s play squabble,
Let’s play fight,
Let’s kill each other
For what we think is right.
2 Comments:
You're giving me a headache, can you please turn down your thoughts.
I said, "Be specific!" Now I think you guys are just being friendly in your own special, crass way. I love you too!!!