[ thought for food ]
hehe. i keep remembering! remembering the day i was born. all the sadness and joy pouring from lips and eyes opening for the first time. squinting at sunlight and gasping those first sweet breaths of air. fully aware of ... everyting... how fragile and full, how fluid and freaky the whole shebang really is.
and how nothing can ever change that. i think therefore i am, but not only that, also i grok... therefore i whistle, hum, sing, see, climb, crawl, dance, dive, weep, whisper, listen, grin, grumble, and dream. to get too caught up in school-work!? to put all those things on the back-burner!? to worry about money!? wth! we're so far beyond that! we live in a time where no one need go hungry and no one need be enslaved... and... and... we gotta rearrange it... starting by putting on some socks. |
