I made a mistake. I’m sorry. I apologize. Let’s move on.
MON. FEB. 6th, 2017
“People don’t need to be told something is wrong, when a person can’t say whatever, then still be allowed to do their jobs.”
–William McKenzie Neal.
A human being needs room. To grow, a person tries things. Some may not work. Others will and life is allowed to move on.
I’m sitting here near the window in the rain. I’ve taken a spider on the chin. The other day I found a rat, dead on the sidewalk outside of here, in a position of prayer, like Tom Brady after the super bowl yesterday. But it had no face, no head even. I can only imagine what went wrong with the rat before it died, what it cogitated, or would have said before it ceased to move on its own forever more. Nothing allowed it to live on, or win after that encounter with life. It lost. It died. Coach Bill said, That’s bullshit, he didn’t go over the Center. He went over the Guard. Well, Bill still has a job. He’s working. But now he can go to Florida, visit some Keys and go fishing. The Spider tickled my chin. I thought it was just a minor bug and then the collar of my shirt. Later I saw movement as I continued to write and the Spider body came into focus. I brushed it aside, over the edge of the chair. It lives on, still has a job to do. I didn’t curse it out on TV or kill it or whatever, but still we live on and are greatful. More of life should be this way. Fuck the Patriots. The Falcons, it seemed, just gave up. They didn’t go any further. I’m of the mind too. I’d love to be and do as my dreams dictate but I think I know they will not come true. Still, the small and simple things I have on my sense to accomplish will, that I know somehow. Don’t know how I know or why I have the confidence there, but I do. Which leads me to believe or to reason out for some reason beyond my ken of reckoning, that you are not just able to do whatever, to say whatever all the time and get to work and play forever. You and all you know will not. We’ll all end up like the Falcons or that Rat some day. Yeah, we should be able to. We should get all we want or think we need, but we won’t. It seems it can’t happen that way, and it seems that it’s wrong, that something is. That some where, all along the way, something is off: wrong, missing, unfair, stupid, dumb, retarded, and yet, perfect in that as well.
Human beings have to be able to say, and sometimes do, ‘whatever’, in their process, to perform, or work, on something, for life. I think god has seen to that. I don’t think other humans allow it of their fellow humans, and this is wrong, dead, bad, WRONG.
Yes, sometimes it all comes down to this, it’s our method of survival, grace under pressure and such.
Part of speech:
마지막 부분은 무시하세요.
Ignore that last part.”
No, the people don’t need to be told all this, but some do need to speak about it and they don’t need to be cut down for it either.
They don’t have to be made heroes or any thing like that either. They just need to be able to speak and the word should get out. Maybe they should get credit for it too.