accomplishment...

Mar 27, 2006 19:39

I've always had the suspicion that there was nothing to my life. A self-loathing non-appreciation for what I am or who I am. A lot of that has changed.

Ya see, folkies, I've done many things that while they seem like nothing to me, they seem like more to people. Am I taking a moment to sound like a self-aggrandizing and narcissitic ass? Of course. Most of us in this world could stand to do that once in awhile. I say this because if more people stopped to really evaluate the impact that they may make on the lives of others, they may get a peak at the true essence of life.

Nature has many failures (like lemmings committing suicide, what the fuck is that all about -- any nerdy types reading don't answer; I like the conclusions about them that I have come to). But nature has far more successes. Humanity could prove to be a great failure of nature. But all us peoples gonna die long before the world does...we're a mistake easily fixed.

But what about you: Got kids? A Black Belt? A degree/diploma/GED? Ever win at checkers? Monopoly? Been able to tell a rose from a chrysanthemum? Cimb a tree? Break a limb? Dine and dash? Dine and pay? Hold a seance? Died? Cried? Laughed? Been to a concert? Been in a concert? Feel pity? Give a quarter to a homeless guy? Cry because a friend hurt? Smoked a joint? Turned down a joint? Had a threesome? Foursome? Suck a dick? Fuck an ass? Get fucked in the ass (good way and bad way)? Eat a peach? See the full moon? Been a champion? Smelled a cherry orchard? Seen a deer up close and personal? Ridden a horse? Ridden a whore? Been a whore? Ever think that in the most insignificant of actions, words, gestures that you may affect someone more than religion could have?

That could all be a bunch of shit. But who can tell? I can tell you all this: a lot of shit bugs the heck out of me and triggers anger, hostility and belligerence (I am the iratewitch, for My sake...heh heh). But I remember breaking a bone, or something out of that hodgepodge of a preceding paragraph and all is good with the world for a bit longer.

Aren't we all born at sea
Water breaks, the woman screams
Such violence
You'd think that our world
Was coming to an end
Aren't we all borne on blood
Hearts beat, the cord ruptures
So much gore
You'd think, so much injury
We'd never mend
I want and want and need and need
I love when you sleep with me
Don't pick me up don't put me down
I am growing on you like a weed

Don't drop the baby cause he might cry
Don't touch my soft spot cause I might die
Don't drop the baby cause he might cry
Don't touch my soft spot cause I might die
Don't drop the baby cause he might cry
Don't touch my soft spot cause I might die
I am depending on you

Don't I know
I cause you too much pain
Yes, but you bear it well
I'd think, such a burden
You would resent me
Even though, after all
It's only natural, I'm childish
I'd think, being so weak
I would disgust you
I want and want and need and need
I love when you sleep with me

Don't pick me up don't put me down
I am growing on you like a weed
I want and want and need and need
I love when you sleep with me
Don't pick me up don't put me down
I love when you sleep with me
I want and want and need and need
Don't pick me up don't put me down
I love when you sleep with me
I want and want and need and need
Please pick me up please put me down
I am growing on you like a weed
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