This was several years ago in September, a year I either was working or suffering, or a bit of both or way-laid, or down-trodden, damn straight, what have you and then again you look back at all the details and realize, just like you knew then, that the only thing is to get through it, or survive it, like Robert Redford in that Netflix sailing movie I saw in the last days of the last slum lord weigh-station, before the dark times of false face society mergers and acquisitions of the nomadic traditions, munitions, partitions and here we are back to who decided Pluto was not a planet? Why can't we talk about that for a second? Why are we in such a hurry all the time?
Pluto was a planet in my 'day,' but sadly I remember 'it' more as a cartoon character if that helps explain why your lives (as those who follow my Generation-X, and who, I actually think is important, but that's another story, for another day) are so jacked up--because a planet or a baseball player can become a cartoon and my 70s watched "Saturday Morning Cartoons" and the yippee alien Sesame Street routine was de rigueur, what does that tell you about why you right now are looking up and down and over and out from your phone to wherever you are looking about trying to either get laid, or get food/drink or manage to open your third eye for a second with a whiff of caffeine your wife will allow and a shot of adrenaline to say, yeah you are alive, so if you come back tomorrow, we will continue on the subject of Pluto was a Planet, what happened, let's get into it, over it and under it.
Peace love namaste and understanding
we are only here for a short time
make the most of it
Pluto was a planet in my 'day,' but sadly I remember 'it' more as a cartoon character if that helps explain why your lives (as those who follow my Generation-X, and who, I actually think is important, but that's another story, for another day) are so jacked up--because a planet or a baseball player can become a cartoon and my 70s watched "Saturday Morning Cartoons" and the yippee alien Sesame Street routine was de rigueur, what does that tell you about why you right now are looking up and down and over and out from your phone to wherever you are looking about trying to either get laid, or get food/drink or manage to open your third eye for a second with a whiff of caffeine your wife will allow and a shot of adrenaline to say, yeah you are alive, so if you come back tomorrow, we will continue on the subject of Pluto was a Planet, what happened, let's get into it, over it and under it.
Peace love namaste and understanding
we are only here for a short time
make the most of it
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