i am fucking happy
i can't complain about a thing.
my life has the mis- direction it always has had.
i love the simplicity of the nothingness
that i love to chase
and embrace
and keep at the base of my being.
if i didn't have new beginnings to wake up to
each day
and the absence of corrected memory that most people are born with
i would be miserable.
she says, after i ask her-
i worry about and wonder if you are as driven as i am-
and then
i realize
that you are driven but by different things as i am..
i look at her, after i've asked the million dollar question and say..
i am in love with simplicity-
my ego needs no competition
i have nothing to prove, as you do.
i am content in the every day.
i am content in the sinister
and regularity of the 24 hour cessation of our lives.
i clock and lock the moments
and sing the words of others to a tune
and i remember, without remembering,
every
word of their life at the moment they recorded the song of their life...
ok so it was all in the 80's..
we all have to have a talent of some sort
and from some sort of era....
