Food for thought...

Food for thought...

Opener:

                 Is it just me? Or do people often express inner emotions through the things they say? Listening closely, I have discovered this is true.

Body 1:

                 There are in many ways, a person can say double meaning while talking. There are also many reasons, why they say those..."choice words", if you will. --- They are said for good reason, there is no doubt about it folks; let's discover why...together.

                Now the first question you are probably asking yourself is: "Why?" Some other top may contenders include: "Is this really a question?, why?", "Of course we know why...why don't you?", and the more rare, "Who cares?" Well folks --- I will have answered all of these questions by the end. So if you will come with me, and we will explore the unexplained.

                Whether or not they or you, for that matter realize it...it's happening all around us. I have found it somewhat bothersome in a sense, as well as at the same time...simply fascinating to experience. I am often lost for words, and often trying to play along; it goes both ways, it just simply rest on the level of craftiness and the such mood I am in, to deal with its presence. These experiences leave me in such awkward faces; I am either playing an act, or mustering my gut and thinking of my next move. You see folks... they like to suck you in, into their, "way of seeing the world" for a moment. It is an often tragic experience, but often as well, healing to a relationship...of different sorts. Whether it is by the roll of the die', or some other cosmic reason...they exist, and you are rolled my friend.

                 It is at this point, you act. You have one of two choices, which lead to "events" for you to keep in your memory forever. For it is these kinds of experiences... that grind on our instinctive feelings and emotions. They are either good or bad experiences. --- And as cliché  as that sounds...it's like bread and butter. It's that... ying-yang, black-white...sort of things. It either makes you smile or frown. And the question is: Which clown do you see? Which masked acted face, are you wearing today? You never know your day...your future, and nor can you really foresee your mood. Moods tend to shift...and if this was a poem, I would somehow reference the moon. But 'Anywhoo... Your moods change so swiftly, so readily to take the leap to the other-side. It's like little events for life to test us? How do we do against..."foreign emotions?" --- And I believe, these events happen for a very important reason.

                The next thing I say, I want to make Very Clear... although I, Taylor Travis...do Not know the sole reason to ask the one question: "Why?" --- I feel that I have found one true answer, that cannot be unwritten...even by the "gods of the cosmos" and what all that means... I know beyond anything and nothing... and everything in between... that Change is inevitable as is its goodness, and likewise further the exact same, as is Home. And I Do know the answer to the question why... it is, why not. Just simply why not. --- This is not a question people. It just is. It does. It goes. It changes. It stays the same. We will have experiences. We will not have experiences. We will awake. We will sleep. Nothing more. Nothing less. Because there is nothing else to experience, than experiencing everything you can...and experiencing everything you cannot. Now, this is just me. Take it as it is. As farfetched or how "confusing or wacky it might be", I'm not forcing anything. I am simply explaining my point of view on it. And as persuading as it may sound... I just want you to think. Think out of the box. Think in the box. Think of the box. Think that the box is something completely something else... before you ever think, you know it all. Oh because nay, and this is what I say...no, you do not. You are lies. You are a shamble.

Body 2:

                 Oh look at you. Such a show. Dancing and flailing. You see some sort of clown...that's for sure. So many metaphors could be said here... but let's just keep going. To just get this out of the way...here a few little quotes I've said(1) or have gathered from books I have read(2) or as in articles I have read on certain people's quotes(3)...etc. Etc. Etc...

"Because we are simply a group of individuals, who think we are individually right" (1)

"I was scared and I was desperate, most likely because I was exhausted from fighting back all the worst-ase scenarios in my head." (2)

"There is nothing so true as that the frock and the cowl..." (3)

"The search for God, is nothing more than the search for truth" (1)

               

                 So obviously, this post goes a little further than first look. If you haven't gotten it already, this post is an example of what I am writing about. But I won't bother you with the specifics. Hence, this body is short.

Body 3:

                 Anywhoozles... let's start with what first gave me interest to keep notice of these events. Donald is his name. Now before we get into this, I want to say this is not a fight of any sort... only an observation of mine. And I would also would appreciate if you could guys not send me any sort of resentment, of my opinion of this guy. I'm just being truthful as I can be...despite my possible bias I may have. Excuse me. I am human. Sorries? Anyway...he is one of those guys (and girls can be like this too...a lot of them are), that has to talk sooo much fucking game. He is a bad-ass. He is so tough. He is brilliant. He has done everything first. He has done everything better. He has done it all longer. He isn't scared of anything. And he knows it all, and if he doesn't know it...it's not worth nothing, and he will say screw it.

                He is also...an ignorant prick. He is a pathetic acting self-absorbed, self-esteem issue having red neck...who is awfully tattooed, he is close-minded, incest man who does it with his cousin...stupid annoying, fuck-face. What's a fuck-face? He is. Oh...and is has little dog syndrome. Look it up!

                Okay so, we are at work...he is on his latest spiel of how he beat a guy in a fight. He goes on and on for hours. So we are slow, kinda doing our own thing...he is vaguely telling the story, and no one is really listening. There was a brief pause, almost an awkward silence...and then he coughs? or like grunted in some sort of fashion...And I could hear him say something in it. It was hinted with a dash of /cry and /well fuck you too. He said either, "Aww, dammit." or "Damn it all." Now I am not really sure which, for I was trying to ignore him. But the awkwardness caught my attention, so I was just waiting for something...and I caught his words. --- Now as you read this...read it again. Reread the guy's quotes. There are different ways you can say them...there are different tones and pitches you can say them in. So I thought about what he said, I am usually interested in these sort of things of course. So...I got to a point where I could only think of him saying them in a pity me sort of way..."my life is soo horrible." When the truth is...it's Horrible, because he is a fuck-face. And I'm sorry. I won't pity you... there is no reason for me to. You are pathetic, and such of an asshole...where you have lost my vote sir. You have lost my vote to set you straight. For however cold this may seem, you are the scum of what makes up grime. Fuck you. You are an asshole. You are an inconsiderate douche bag...

                 You say damn it all? You know what I say? Yes. Please...you want so much, that you would act like a child and roll the dice', and put all of your chips, against the chances of death?

                Your child will grow up, in a broken home...Dad of the Year award? I don't think so. And he is going to be the manager? It burns my McChicken eating hide. But whatever, that's life huh? Awesome. Now read it again...

                Awesome.

Conclusion:

                Of course this is only a minor example, and view into the unexplained. I will further continue more in another post. But until then, here is my end.

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Thoughts?