There was a storm in the sky all gray and blue and it matched your eyes when you said good bye …
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Says ole Murph to she ” Good morrow here and after !”
Then sat the two to take some tea and share a little laughter …
Early, early, the dew forming drops to tease a parched earth.
Sleepy stars fading into their day beds to dream grand dreams of Super Novas and coal black skies.
Little critters on the prowl, safe for this moment in this magic hour.
Tattered clouds, dripping red fingers that point to a new dawn.
A lone bird sings only to me.
You’ve heard all the things like a spoon full of sugar helps the medicine go down, Lovin’ spoon full and a spoon in hand is worth … well maybe that one is a little obscure but the point is a spoon full of sugar can make a diabetic of you if the thought is ingrained on a young brain, trusting all things their parents tell them and glued to that all knowing nanny , the TV, that most parents attach children to “So they can learn” and so the parent doesn’t have to pay attention to them and actually teach them that the sugar is probably worse in the long run than the illness the meds are supposed to cure them of , shame on Disney, and as lovely as the thought of a spoon full of love is it is also probably bad for you if that’s all you get out of a relationship. But the wonderful spoon, invented by no modern person knows who, is still the best utensil on the table. You can spread peanut butter with either end , dig out the last of the jelly in the jar, in a pinch you can even sharpen one edge and cut meat , a good heavy one will crack nuts or noggins to knuckles , no fork can get the soup picked up without the aid of bread but the spoon can get it all. The only thing is spaghetti is tough but then it can play a part when the fork twirls the strings as a backstop or if you are smart you can use your spoon to cut it up into small spoonsized lengths and dig in.
I love my spoon !
She watched him day and night with teeth brightly shining. Anyone could tell how she felt but he never looked her way. He only rocked to and fro as if in some ancient ritual trance, never knowing what he could have had. She only hoped that when they packed to leave some mistake by a roady could bring them closer together.
It used to be in days before people and mystic practition what was seen could be believed but as soon as human metaphor was created the real world was under suspicion.
Shaman danced in fantastic costumes trying to scare us into believing their versions of why things are the way they are because they had no other way to grasp the real world that many times made no sense to them so they cast perversions.
This is the instance of the apple of knowledge being eaten, the knowledge that we could make the world the way we want, a way it could be beaten.
It was also the instance that humans began to fight amongst themselves as to the “Real” way things are and who’s truth was the correct truth and way to feel.
And all this time later the rest of the animals are still much closer to the truth and God for not asking why but just living in the atmosphere given them and basking even in the poor one man has left over.
We toil, some much harder than others, to provide ourselves with a future that is fun , comfortable, luxurious, interesting, or many other descriptive words about what it is we are striving for through some sort of “Work”.
We may be trying to make other humans, mostly our own progeny but at times our friends or supporters as well, have a better life but mostly it is about us, ourselves even though it is aimed at others or helps others outside our personal realm if even by accident, the ultimate, no matter the reason or how much it looks like it is for others, is for the self. Even if you are struggling to boost your family, company, country or the world from poverty, fear, want, or any malady that stalks us and even if we never make it out of the predicament the thought that we are helping others helps to ease our minds and thus lends benefit to us. There is never really a selfless reason for a response no matter how it seems to only help others. Even with no personal gain in material wealth there is always the comforting knowledge that our efforts will further our needs.
This is enough to keep the world hopeful and working for the future. It is called SURVIVAL and the seeds of it are always working for the future.
A reason we have one and how to use it …
Though it is a very common misspelling “Sense” of humor has two other variants that will give you a better understanding why it is so important !
The real word is “Scents” of humor and applies to how good you are at sniffing out jerks and nare-do-wells who plague the world of us more likable characters ( you and me of course have no scent, well no bad scent at least , only great armpit odor in my case ) so only those with exceptional Scents of humor are smelled by others and thus carry us through the day with the knowledge that someone will pick up the tab sooner or later if we himm and haw enough as we fumble through our wallets and BINGO a good time is had by all making our friends happy by helping us out and us happy by getting a free lunch.
The other spelling of the word is ” Cents” of humor and this ties in with the aforementioned story as you might expect. To be truly happy you can’t be bothered with carrying around all that heavy paper money or plastic cards for gosh sakes ! So just a few cents will be enough for the judge at your trial to think you are indigent and give you glorious tribulations … err tribute for having such scents of humor.
See ? just a matter of semantics (some times known as significs).
The cosmos is full of stars that are thousands of times as bright as ours
but we can not see a penny on the ground at night by their light …
yet it takes no light at all for me to see your face, It is always with me.
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You can be someone who goes through life making a jack-knife stick blade first into the dirt only to dull the point …
Or you can be the blade that uses the dirt to create life and makes it’s own sharp point !