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2005-04-11 - such&such
Lately I've been scrambling ambling, gambling... rambling on how things can go awry and still I fail to see you eye to eye until I learn where rubber meets the road like if one of my tires should explode I find it there, or does it come find me? in some land east of eden past the sea but I wander from the point and my words fall out of joint as the down-time gives the mind pause to reflect on the energy it takes just to deflect all resistance with persistence this existence has insistence it's a landlord who's got you by the balls and we're so much better off within our stalls where we're strawed and fed each day and there is no bills to pay it's a blessing to be where we need to be not some land east of eden past the sea at times the place I strive to easily arrive is harder in the long run than I thought each moment is a pulse beat that I've bought and I try to cut my losses and free myself of bosses who's leadership leaves much to be desired manipulation management gets wired like dons who laundered money and retired or trumps who all too quickly say, "you're fired" they practice C.Y.A. and it flows down hill, ok, it avalanches - when the heat is on each moment is a pulse-wave beat I'm on dynamic modes I ride when the surf is at ebb tide or when inland lunar pulls draw the crests like bears and bulls cascading on terrestrial retreats the two extremes are intersecting streets at the cross where every matrix meets, the software programatically defeats anti-energy opposing, the curse that is imposing resultant from departure from the place where only blessing falls upon your face too often I have drifted from that shore where less becomes the means to so much more
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