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Suffer more to Suffer Less ~

“SUFFER MORE TO SUFFER LESS.” a poem for Monday: December 2, 2019.

We suffer much needlessly, I OFTEN do think,

As we suffer”OVERthinking;” (So, where’s) “THE STINK?” (pause)

It may ONLY be lodged in our obsessive, little minds;

We’re even CONCERNED about [The State of] OUR BEhinds,

When there’s NOTmuch around to be concerned about,

We tendToNeedTo “INFLATE,” to satisfy our cravings and doubt;

WE JUST NEED SOMETHING REALLY TO “CATCH” OUR WORRY,

Perhaps this Christmas let’s practice Peace โœŒ๏ธ instead of running wild spending money
When our World ๐ŸŒŽ craves PEACE โœŒ๏ธ

Like a bullet shot into the dining room; Then, for safety, we canScurry,

Into THE STUDY, where we’ve studied long,

To develop problems, soWeCanManageSolutions. Isn’t THIS WRONG?

To be: PRE occupied over things that really don’t matter?

OF COURSE NOT (LOL) Humans MUSTsuffer, eg.: “We’re FATTER,

Than we ought to be,” OR “The Color of This Dress is SIMPLY WRONG FOR ME,”

OR “There is a certain level of scum in the toilet bowl,

That CAN NOT BE TOLERATED,” So, we make it our goal,

To DEVELOP PRODUCTS that can kill and TOTALLYdisinfect,

Scour and clean AND MAKE simplyPER FECT,

Even with minute, unchangeable factors in our lives; * we MUST suffer ’til we realize:

There are no toilets (or sanitary systems) in many places OVER THERE;

& Some People are imprisoned &/or haveNOclothes; therefore, they’reTHIN & bare,

So, they really aren’t focused on: getting their buttocks to surgically “flair,”

OR “harping” upon things thatTheyGetSoWorkedUpAbout [that] theyMUSTcare.

Well, thanks to our “suffering” the toilet bowl products polluted all the water;

NOW, that’s something to SUFFER about, and Isn’t The Earth getting hotter?

But, of course, that’s something natural? so don’t be concerned, That the more we pollute, the more we get burned. That the more that we alter our bodies and soil,

The deeper we’re digging our graves, but don’t toil. Take long vacations; cruise on Holiday Lines, That travel the DIRTYoceans, betraying theSigns, OFmodern conveniences; it’s our GODgivenRIGHT to eradicate seals &killSnowLEOPARDS overnight. We’re a complicated blend of: “I hurt; I repair.”

Of: LET’S MAKE THINGS BETTER; so, my skin I shall tear, to make room for “enhancements” in my lips, boobs and butt. We bring suffering upon ourselves, with each little cut. And, when Santa comesAtChristmas thisYEAR, for a change: Let’s FORGET ABOUT PRESENTS & simply exchange, APOLOGETIC smiles and say: “Things are JUST FINE.” Acceptance.Not struggling. It’s humanE. maybeDIVINE.

OH, WELL, EVERYONE’S GOTTA SUFFER, youKNOW, suffer I GUESS;

Moral: “When things have been taken (far away) from any turmoil or mess,

We like to DEVELOP OTHERS THINGS upon which WE CAN WAIL & OBSESS,

So, sometimes you gotta suffer more (of what suffering’s really about),

Before you can SUFFER LESS.

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Auntie Mame ~ Funny & Wild ~ Mystic Poet D N A ๐Ÿ‘ต

“OH, GOD.” a poem, a.k.a.: “Whatever You Want.” December 2, 2019 (Monday)

GOD is good; GOD is true;

GOD’s a little bit crazy; how ’bout you?

GOD has perversions; GOD smells funny;

GOD may be stupid,

But is rolling in the money,

Yet, you need not remind HIM (her) of these facts every day.

Can’t you accept GOD in HER (his) “infinite way?”

Can’t you let go of the concept of blame,

And judgment and doubt? and fear’s just a game.

And Mame likes to party, but She’s MIGHTY mild,

And occasionally gets depressed and then sendS for candy.

GOD, like MY Aunt is stalwart and randy.

Thing is: “Don’t take life (too) seriously, or it’ll put you in a bind.”

It’s more like: unpredictable, silly, and MOSTLY KIND.

Don’t you just LOVE GOD, and THEN Heaven it comes;

GOD, good ol’ God is too good for us bums.

So, NO PROBLEMOifYou “trash” this planet? God’ll make another one,

And, even if you imprison Julian, GOD’s favorite son,

GOD will still adore you and take you to lunch,

And on a piece o’ GOD we’ll all sit around and crunch.

Come on, stop worrying about stuff; GOD doesn’t care,

If you’re a drunk or a punk or you’ve lost all your hair.

GOD IS SO HAPPY, JUST HAPPY WITH YOU,

And, when you’re unhappy, GOD’s also blue.

And THEN, sides are switched, and GOD’s likeA mean dad,

Staring you down and acting really mad.

Thing is: “Don’t take life (too) seriously, or it’ll put you in a bind.”

THE PENDULUM SWINGS; it just “blowsMyFriggin’MIND,”

‘Cause CHANGE IS THE ONLY CONSTANT, back and forth we go.

Stagnation today means tomorrow WHEN WE GROW.

(Yet, there’s REALLY no growth, and you can’t much “hang around,”

For everything’s moving and changing, and we don’t know where we’re bound.)

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