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“LIFE!” a poem a.k.a.: “Handy Tips On How To Behave At The Death Of The World!” 2 May 2019 [Thursday]😁

“LIFE!” a poem a.k.a.: “Handy Tips On How To Behave At The Death Of The World!” 2 May 2019 [Thursday]

We’re ALL DEAD-there’s-no-life-here! What-cha-think-o’-that?
And-does-it-matter-anyway? ILLUSION’s-always-ready-for-a-chat!

It’s AMAZING – how animation can pass for something living,
And-how-what-seems-like-energy can animate without giving,
US any certainty of anything! Yet, what-do-expect-“the-dead”-to-know!
Cellular blobs? sliming around! with-no-idea-how-they-go!

So, go-into The Night, and-find a big, yellow sphere,
Seeming to shine-with-light? Shining-around-here!

We measure? We think? We play and-speculate,
And-we’ve-no-idea-what-this-is except-“God”-on-a-date!
A date with ITSELF! Let’s-take-guesses-all-day,
Believing-we’re-SOMETHING! So-we-so love to pray!

Let’s-pray-to-“another:” Who’s-invisible, sitting-in-other-planes!
We want-to believe we’re here somewhere – and-that we’ve-got-some-brains,
To provide movement and order, convincing us we’re not insane,
As we stroll down some avenue, we-call “Memory Lane!”

Our sanity is determined – by any model we like!
Dead-people-can’t-be-“choosers;” here, pass me “the mike,”
And-I’ll-sing: “We’re-in-This-Together!” Together! and-we,
Have GOOD REASON to hope – for-an E- turn – ity!

Smile, lifeless being – and [imagine] do[ing] lots of things,
With a sad, silly confidence – instilled-by-False-Kings!
And, remember: You-don’t-have-to-smell-like-it, even-though-you’re-dead; (pause)
Just-be-sure-and-wash-your-feet- privates, armpits-and-your-head!

fin <3

Editor Dazzled @bestofnatureblog.wordpress.com

Thought for the day,

Looking through a glass case

Pondering life

Scratching their heads

Or head

My thoughts on the picture below is a reminder

” reality is perhaps I dont give a rats Ass (et) 🤗Interesting stuff that isn’t it folks 😁

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By Kindness

Life is like a bunch of roses. Some sparkle like raindrops. Some fade when there's no sun. Some just fade away in time. Some dance in many colors. Some drop with hanging wings. Some make you fall in love. The beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Life you can be sure of, you will not get out ALIVE.(sorry about that)