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One of my favorite books when I was a kid was The Phantom Tollbooth. Living in the east I always imagined what I would do as we passed through a tollbooth. The wet black pavement and smell of diesel fumes, smokestacks from unknown factories producing unknown products looming on the horizon....A city kids version of the wilderness
obsolete is an unnecessary word.
I have been an alumni of many groups. I am an alumni of dropouts, drug addicts, parents, millionaires, lovers, losers, and anonymous writers of meaningless diatribes. We are all alumni of the human race, that is, after we die, if we die, I mean really die, not come back as our mother dying but rather never to exist again in any way shape or form dying, which is an idea I could never subscribe to or I'd have to shoot myself.
two bees or not two bees....if floated gently onto my hand, not like a bee at all, but more like a butterfly, perhaps, like many of us, we wish we were more gentle
I have always maintained the illusion of control. I understand that the more I try to control the less actual control over things I have. I control things by letting them unfold in their natural state. I desire that which doesn't exist. control. am I in or out?
ok I'll try again. Basically, this was my first time and after reading the other entries I felt like I needed to expand on my writing and not be so basically minded, as I am, always. Basic is the beginning and the beginning is whats real, whats fine, whats in existence before we start adding all the crap our little monkey mind and our little monkey ego thinks we need to contribute to make it more than what it is, but what we think is necessary. There
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