The Other Day

There has been many more times, in my life...where, more often than not...I've had to remind myself that I'm alive.

Mine hasn't been an "Opera", so to speak.....but it HAS been, as clever as a "backwards flip",

more stimulating than televised bowling, and finally, more consistant, than the look on a garage mechanic, when he's been literally "crouching, respectfully "low".....unable to spark, as it were...and waiting for animals...I mean, customers. 

Sometimes, I fantasize as to weather or not I should be reminding, THEM ! Hey, that's another thing missing.....My brand new, spirit of the law, which will certainly be hard to come up, on.

Wouldn't it be "funny", if by some "quirck" of Fate, that we ended up as lovers? Not the kind that can't help but put your house in order...

but, the style of lovebirds that can "block everything out", and STILL make sense out of the program!

One thing for sure, either we human beings have it really made in the "shade".....or we're so completely, and otherwise blind of our surroundings, that we should all be walking in a "stupor" while reciting even numbered pages in the new phone book!

There's one major thing I need . I am in severe need of some good, old-fashioned, down-home specialized treatment.

Yes...that kind of respect...though, be it temporary.....has a way of nestling into one's very soul! As if it were some private secret recipe for tidying up ALL of the worlds most current devastations.

What would be the most delightful...

..in a "perfect world"...

..would be "Perfect Marshall Law" with no-one to interfere with my studies of the human psychi.

All of these things don't necessarily have to make sense. There really IS no law against being "stuck on stupid.