Hey kid,
Gotta Light?
Thanks, good looking out. You just never know, you know some people ain’t friendly here on earth.
Earth. It’s a kick ass place, right?
It’s full of constant horrors, of course, but for the most part, it’s pretty amazing, if you live long enough to appreciate the ability to see it.
Nobody deserves life, you know?
It sucks we only get a glimpse at all but honestly, it’s all we need.
To keep doing it over and over in awe. That glimpse.
It’s a blessing and a curse, you’re absolutely right about that, to know one day, no more sunshine or ocean or laughs or tacos and each one could be your last one… but you’ve got to hedge your bets you’ll get one more glimpse- so you work right?
Keep a place to sleep, just in case, you get tomorrow.
Pay for play, huh?
Only one way out of this game.
It’s the smart way to ride it to just enjoy it though
but so many of us on earth in this very second
are chasing legacies, dynasties, fantasies of fame.
The glimpse isn’t enough and that’s wildly depraved
like you’re a big shot to the universe.
My friend we are less than that
an amoeba on a hair on a bug
alive because of a breeze on a wavelength for two seconds
and you think you deserve four seconds?
Eight?
‘Cause your ancestors were sick wit it
so you gotta outdo them and get ten seconds.
Pathetic, truly, you know? ‘Cause that means you don’t even get what you’re scrambling so hard to hold onto.
What goes up MUST come down.
That’s like, in the game’s operating system. Yet, so much unhappiness, everywhere. And sadness.
More glimpses are a drug.
Definitely a cursed blessing friend, you are right about that.
But yo, hey yo,
that’s the only hit you’re getting off me you little attention giving freak!
Thank you for the light on this corner of the internet, buddy,
It gets me all charged up and creativity oozes everywhere and I’m too sticky to think.
Good boy.
My Mind, My Mood, My delicately poisoned pen... 
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