T R U T H

What do you do for a living?
Breathe and shit regularly
No, are you employed?
I have a livelihood
What's that?
Let me tell you in story form

The time in life when you use your whole paycheck to buy chrome air filter covers for the trips on your 348 demands that 1) someone in covering your bills or 2) you get the message that the more $$ you earn, the more shit you can buy. Fast forward now to the time in life when you see bought shit as just more shit. That need to make more $$ goes away and you can focus on living where consciousness is deeper, awareness is constant, colors are more vibrant, communications do not require direction, football can include stimulation of the member and horseshit never piles up because you can redirect it to those who are in the midst of making more $$ to buy more shit. I think it was around the first time I heard Mose Allison and Horace Silver that I understood my destiny involved livelihood and dick pleasure even though those chrome covers were highly sought. They faded as will pelvic pandemonium someday but my livelihood remains fixed and enduring. The Aer Lingus deal wasn't enticing but curiosity about Halifax is something new. Art Bell knew it was the allure of the high desert that let's you wonder about frigid existence. Fade out the Dancing Queen.

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