The Seeping Pervasiveness of Peace

Awwwh.  What the hell.  I'm still havin' fun.  Maybe it just became a job . . . and, of course, I don't really want or need a job.  But, big deal.  So I go on and on and on and, next thing you know it gets better and better and better. 

I spent the last two hours swapping bad jokes with pals and palettes from all over the country.  What's all this shit about grabbing the brass ring?  I mean, really; what's really important?  Laughter.  Joy.  Warmth.  Kindness.  Truth.   Friendship.  I don't want to be the guy who's totally invested in outcome.  I've known a few of those guys and they were generally fucked up.  That's not me.  I'm invested in here.  I'm invested in now.  It doesn't much matter what or where that is.  I'll be fine and even stellar regardless. 

In the words of that fameous Thai poet and philosopher, my houseboy, Jaidee: 'Phucket.'  Fuckit.  Life is way too short and also too big to get bogged down in this minutia.  NEXT!

Go on. Crack a smile for me . . . I dare ya. 

Comments

[JazzD]

Hey, it's me, Jazzding, commenting to myself about the last couple of posts. Here's what I have to offer to (myself). It's amazing how quickly you go from despair to joy. I am in awe of your ability to suffer the pain of the here and now . . . up to a point . . . then turn it off like a faucet and start planning for the future.

You Go Boy.