“TRUTH SELDOM COMES KNOCKING!” a poem a.k.a.: “What Comes From Believing Everything ‘YOU?’ Think!!” October 1, 2018 – Monday
When things do not approach (for us) – close-enough to OUR IDEAL,
We’ll-get-in-a-panic-and-start-to-imagine: A REALLY “PERFECT” DEAL:
So, our strategies comes wild and quick;
Gotta get me to The Doc’s! I MUST be sick;
Gotta get me some money! (’cause) Finances aren’t “glowing;”
Gotta get me “Outta Dodge!” IF my weaknesses are showing!
One lady I knew – I think she got a “fender bender,”
&-was-devoid-of-satisfaction – unless the PERFECT vehicular-mender,
Would put her damaged vehicle – back in PERFECT CONDITION,
Like: “Right out of The Showcase!” “THAT’s your bloody mission!”
However! Once your car receives a poignant, precious “ding,”
I’m SO SORRY – but, Dear – It’s really hard to bring,*
The damaged or the older car – to-a fresh, fact-ory state;
Better get a new car, and do not be too late!
Or-you-could-settle – for-”pretty-good”-”better-than-average” or, maybe,
You can do it; you CAN do it – Please-my-Darling – Please be “mine!!!”
Accept the circumstances – of life JUST as they are,
Whether you take “the hit,” or have-enough for a brand, new car:
IDEALISM! PERFECTIONISM! Make it BETTER! Yes, galore,
Is why good women hate their bodies, like Zsa-Zsa-and-Eva Gabor!
And if things breaks down or don’t perform as – we might have expected,
You can – run to The Doctor – or to The Mechanic & some lawyers I’ve detected!
There’s so much GOOD DEPENDENCY(?) – to make all things IDEAL,
And many promises are made, but promises ain’t real!
You get-what-you-get, and I’VE SAID THIS (ALL)BEFORE:**
THERE IS NO PERFECTION HERE, if you define it at YOUR CORE,
And-your-CORE, which is quite perfect, IS IMPERFECT IN THIS WAY:
IT THINKS – you-can-make-materiality-perfect – It’s what Americans say,
Like Politicians, Lobbyists – and Lawyers and some Docs,
Many of whom like to lie too much! THE TRUTH! IT SELDOM KNOCKS!
Postscript: “So don’t be so convinced – that any thing is wrong; just close your eyes and feel my breath – we’re sure to get along!” The Mystic Poet.
* – Oh, of course, it’s possible, but, generally, NOT AROUND HERE!!! 🙂
** – Le sigh; le sigh!! 🙂