cute baby with catshad to cut it offrejoin my body andmy breath surroundedby a worldlooks calm and serenebut i know beyond theblue is crazy outer spaceendless airless darkness unlessyou’re near a star or have aflashlight

we are protected fromthis awesome terror by our gentle light blue sky with a few clouds floating thruwhat can be more peacefulheaven above and earthbelow and never the twainshall meet

unless you’re a human beingthen you can bridge the gapyou are the bridge andthe gap is your longing formeaning

that’s what i think

referring to myself ofcoursedon’t want to insinuateanything about anyone elsedon’t want to write anythingthat isn’t true / it’s all true

i feel the truth of itfacebook was only a scamto steal my energy andsell it for a dollarthat’s all i am :: an attentiongenerator something theycan siphon off to feed their money machinein their data center

i resent that or should i just accept it / part of theshow / part of this epicgreek theatre tragicomedywe call modern life

maybe if i stopped resenting it . . . no that won’t worki’m deeply offended truthbe known i takeumberance - is that a word ??i don’t think so / can’t find the real one / makesme edgy / sometimes i actout / obnoxious

i can’t help it though / it’s an old bad habit all the wayback to high school and evenbefore probly / searching forattention and validation

i validate myself july 23rd 2025 under a blue sky withwispy clouds blowing awayfinding their own destiny

hit another cappuccino / what isthis destiny thing anyway / i’mnot sure i’m familiar withit / is that where i’m going or is that where i’ve been oris that being here now in abody breathing under a blue sky on a world spreading outbefore me likea . . . minecraft videogame endless

and created by my own handor mouse actually / funny howthe mouse became the mostpowerful animal in the world / it’s not called a tigerdoing all those clicks

sun’s upmorning’s goneclouds swept awayif happens every dayalmost

butterfly in the bushesdoes a butterfly feelpleasure fluttering aroundamong the flowers smelling the anthers and looking fornectar ?? or do the humansin their penthouse above the city enjoy the ultimate pleasure having gatheredall their pollen in onebasket and deposited itin their stock market account ??

is it one bohemian poetthat can make a differenceriding their bike down the street ?? i see people iinteract with them theysee me / that’s all / maybethat’s all it takes

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