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Category: Musings
Bad Luck
Most people create their “bad luck” by being ignorant, but they are too encapsulated in their own ignorance to realize that there is no such thing as bad luck, just circumstance.
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Broken record
The music sounds better without the broken record.
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Life
Life, early to mid, a test of time and will, and then later it’s easy, like rolling down a hill. It’s everything I thought it would be when I was in it and yearned to be on the other side. To dip back my toe would be to swallow up my pride.
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Players
Players get played but designers get paid. [and no, it is not always about “the” money]
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Be nice
Be nice. It’s free.
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The music behind the music
4 bars at the beginning of bus stop, heard a 1000 times before, a clue its true I never perceived the key to music behind music’s hidden door.
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Conspiring with fire
When expecting to not get burned, it’s important not to conspire with fire.
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Men on dates
Many men on dates are waiting patiently for their companion to finish their meal so they can move on to desert.
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The cool kids
The cool kids knew how to fit in, it was easy for them to be like the other thems. Not as easy for those who didn’t comprehend the act of mimicking others would turn you out and provide instant friends. Mis-fit is a word that at first sounds harsh, and those who did not were certainly treated as such. What is wrong with him or her, they don’t get along – why can’t they just lipsynch with the others to that same song? We were searching for more, there must be, was nobody with Columbus when he sailed the sea? Tell me more about the Iroquois – were they really so savage? I’d like to see more fine examples of a night’s ice-berg damage. Anyways, I digress, this isn’t about me, I wanted to be a them but now I see they share a path together and it’s probably better to be more like the better me.
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Country: an incubator
Every country is an incubator consisting of many teams including research and development, compliance, inter-incubator diplomacy and more.
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My ark
I will fill up my ark with the realist animals.
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Style is the books cover
Style is the books cover – what’s within is the full wonder.
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Strings and shame
Strings and shame, a complementary pair, a dire place, a joke on a rope manipulated by a cruel king covered in lace. Johnny listens to the dull rhythm of impatient-taps on the rail atop the staircase to disgrace.
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That tingle on the back of your neck
That tingle on the back of your neck? It’s the marketing chip telling you to BUY! BUY! BUY!
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Perhaps what’s more
Perhaps what’s more, new definitions and conditions to weather; cold war?
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Things that happen together
Things that happen together, and often, are interesting. Also, I think these are called patterns.
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Creative terminology
One wonders if certain terminology / buzz-words / buzz-terms were created to identify the idiots amongst those who have adopted the formentioned creative terminology.
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Addicted to [a] substance
Addicted to a substance, and/or addicted to substance.
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The mind is a gem
The mind is a gem with time-machiney messagery.
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Peacocks and mindless-indifferency
There are some peacocks with pretty feathers, silky-shiny, a wildcard-quill to launch in casual conversation. In their quest to conceal mindless-indifferency, overlooked is one simple thing.
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Finding time
Do not expect to find time, as there is nowhere to store it and no way to contain it. You’ll never find time at the back of the junk-drawer, or behind the couch, or really anywhere at all. It is a fact that clocks exist, we can see them, feel them and use them as tools. On one wrist we can wear a watch, tok-tick, but without that wrist time is not seen, heard, tasted, felt or touched. So the next time someone asks where you would like them to find the time, perhaps they already know that it’s a failed mission from the start, to look for something that can be found.
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Discomfort and pain
When it comes to discomfort and pain, we must look within ourselves. Not just the body, and certainly beyond the cells. Dig deeper than yourself and you may locate and isolate your source of anguish, only to realize it’s actually someone elses, and doesn’t even belong to you…
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The reasons, and soup de jour
The ones who treat you unfairly to the soul’s bone, they will have reasons stated eloquently, in a fair tone. Just be sure you understand these are the reasons of the moment, reasons to justify their sinister plan, to bolster their ego to better themselves, they don’t care that their snares furnish cold day’s in hell to the one’s who hear the reasons why they will never be enough of [insert soup de jour].
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The jazz-crash
The jazz-crash happens at the points in a song when all hell breaks loose in the most enjoyable possible way.
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Before the Internet
Before the Internet, people lived in ignorant, peaceful, bliss.
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Musicians
Some musicians write songs for your soundtrack, and others must have shown up at the wrong gig.
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The perfect coat
The perfect coat is like wearing summer.
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mRNA can train the brain
The brain is made up of cells. If mRNA can train a cell, mRNA can train the brain.
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Living in a hypertensious state
A constant state of anxiety brought on by continuous emotional distress.
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Conscious interaction
Conscious interaction is a pay-for-play muse.
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Conscious-living is real-time living & balloon-cloud-emotions
When you’re living-consciously, you are living in real-time, without the emergency delay filter. You don’t need to go far to find words, because when you’re living in real time, words are floating on balloon-cloud-emotions, and you just need to pluck them as they float by.
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People with heavy hearts
If you happen across someone with a heavy heart, offer them a hand with that heart. Maybe they have to pee.
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