“Let the anaesthetic cover it all . . .
Till one day they call your name,
You know it’s time for the 🔨 to fall! “ — Queen
Of course s/he exists, Terijo . . .
as EVERYTHING and NOTHING exists . . .
for WE are DEFINED BOTH . . .
by what we create . . .
and . . .
by what WE . . .
by what we REFUSE to destroy.
There are as many kinds of sight as there are seers
(See what I did there?)
Justice, Freedom, Destruction, Love?
Even a blind man can see . . .
and hear . . .
. . . that there are magnificent, beautiful, terrible, loving, narcissistic, merciful, evil, kind, necessary, mercurial, feckless, compassionate, magical 🔨 🔨 🔨 s EVERYWHERE.
My hand and yours ALWAYS grip(s) a 🔨. Each of us is, in fact, a 🔨.
What will we CHOOSE to build or rebuild or smash or refuse to destroy today?
I am having so much fun serving thoroughly mixed metaphors for breakfast today . . .
but now I have to stop.
Y’know why, don’tc’ha?
(I bet Clay would like to take a 🔨 to that contraction)
Here’s why I have to stop:
“Please!” you say. “just Stop!”
Well, OK.
If you insist:
Heeeeeeeeey, sexy lady.
If that there doesn’t make you smile, you are as good as ded.
But then again, aren’t we all?
