I enjoy random; it’s how we, as humans, do things. Realizing it or not.
All my thoughts are random.
all my actions are random
all seems well planed and excruciatingly thought out only because
I think.
elements
eating dinner by
two candle power
light
& glasses of water like
goblets of wine
between us,
we eat slowly,
laugh heartily
and are only drowning
in concern
under
clean skin, made
beautiful by artificial
means.
– I wrote this
After dinner, a great coffee rubbed NY Strip and Guinness (gasp!), I can be heard exclaiming – for these prices one would think that they would know how to pre-bus a table. She shushes me, smiling, and I reply – well, if I can’t be picky, on drugs and drinking, what else can I be?
Somewhere in D.C., not far from where I currently am, the Health Bill is being hotly debated. My only opinion is that it is overstepping the bounds of government to force the people into purchasing a medical plan from a corporate entity where only the benefactor is a guy in a suit, piloting his yacht, on a corporate jet, paling around with paid pussy and in general being a rich bastard, rich off a law that benefits more than just the people.
the platitudes of willful resemblance 