June 29, 2007

IF I HELD A MIRROR UP TO YOUR MIRROR WHAT WOULD I/YOU SEE?

HECK, I DON’T KNOW? I AM NOT A MIRROROLOGIST PEOPLE, JEEEZ LOUWEEZE!!

BUT WHAT I DO KNOW IS THIS.

PEOPLE JUST SEEM TO APPEAR IN YOUR LIFE AND THEY SAY WORDS AND STATE THEIR OPINIONS. SOMETIMES THESE WORDS ARE GOOD AND HELPFUL AND COME FROM A PLACE OF LOVE. SOMETIMES THESE OPINIONS COME FROM AN OPEN HEART AND ARE GIVEN AS SHARED EXPERIENCE OR A HELPFUL/PRACTICAL SUGGESTION.

NOW SOME FOLKS SAY THESE PEOPLE COME TO US TO BE OUR MIRRORS, TO SHOW US THINGS WE MIGHT NOT BE ABLE TO SEE IN OURSELVES, TEACH US THINGS WE MIGHT NEED TO LEARN IN THIS THING CALLED LIFE.

I SAY YAY, YAY, TO THAT.

BUT SOMETIMES THEY ARE NOT AND I SAY THAT WITH A STRONG, NAY, NAY.

SOMETIMES THE WORDS THAT COME OUT OF THESE FOLKS ARE BAD WORDS AND THEIR OPINIONS ARE EVEN WORSE.

THEIR WORDS COME FROM A PLACE OF PAIN, OF HURT OF THEIR OWN FEARS AND DOUBTS. THEIR OPINIONS ARE OFTEN BASED IN WHAT THEY OR THEIR EGOS OR THEIR PAIN OR WHATEVER, NEEDS TO BRING OTHERS DOWN AND NOT DO THE EXACT THING THEY ARE TELLING OTHER THAT THEY SHOULD DO THEMSELVES.

BUT HERE’S THE GOOD NEWS!!

BOTH TYPES ARE GOOD.
YES YOU HEARD/READ ME RIGHT.
GOOD.

BOTH ARE GOOD WAYS FOR YOU TO LOOK INSIDE AND FIND YOUR OWN TRUTH.

NOW WHEN I SAY "LOOK INSIDE" I AM NOT TALKING ABOUT STICKING A KNIFE INTO YOUR STOMACH AND CUTTING A LARGE CIRCLE INTO YOURSELF AND LOOKING AT IT AS YOU TAKE YOUR LAST FEW BREATHS.

ALTHOUGH SOMETIMES I FEEL LIKE DOING JUST THAT AFTER TALKING TO CERTAIN PEOPLE OR SHOULD I SAY:
"TALKED TO" BY CERTAIN PEOPLE.

OR MAYBE:
"YELLED AT AND BELITTLED AND ACCUSED AND SCOLDED BY CERTAIN UNNAMED PEOPLE"

ANYHOOT, WHERE WAS/AM I?

OH YEAH.
FRIENDS, I AM NOT TELLING YOU WHAT TO THINK OR DO. I AM JUST THINKING/TYPING OUT LOUD. I AM CONTEMPLATING, WHY?

I AM NOT ASKING YOU, WHY? I AM JUST ASKING MYSELF, WHY?

IT'S ALWAYS ABOUT YOU, YOU, YOU, YOU, ISN’T IT!!
WELL I THINK THAT’S VERY SELFISH!!

SEE FOLKS THAT IS A PERFECT EXAMPLE. TELLING YOU IT'S ALWAYS ABOUT YOU WHEN I AM BEING ALL ABOUT ME.

IT'S LIKE THAT LITTLE VOICE IN MY HEAD. THAT SMALL SCARED SELF THAT SAYS THINGS TO ME ...WELL NOT OUT LOUD BUT JUST IN MY HEAD. IT SAYS THING LIKE:
"THAT WAS A GREAT MEETING, NOW CAN YOU LEND ME TWENTY THOUSAND DOLLARS YOU RICH BASTARD! I NEED TO BUY SOME SHIT, LIKE FOOD, A CAR, HEALTH INSURANCE, AND CRAZY SHIT LIKE THAT."

OR

"THANKS FOR BAGGING MY GROCERIES CAN WE GO SOMEWHERE AND HAVE SOME HOT CRAZY SEX NOW? "

OR EVEN

"THANKS FOR TELLING ME HOW I’VE GOT TO LIVE MY LIFE, CAN I STICK THIS FORK IN YOUR EYE NOW?"

BUT THOSE ARE JUST PASSING THOUGHTS AND I JUST SMILE AND LET THEM DRIFT BY.

PEOPLE COME INTO OUR LIVES FOR A REASON.
FOR US TO LEARN.
FOR US TO SEE.
FOR US TO HAVE COMPASSION FOR THEIR SUFFERING AS WELL AS OUR OWN.

SO LET’S TRY NOT TO REACT TO OUTSIDE PEOPLES WORDS AND OPINIONS AND JUST ASK OURSELVES, WHAT CAN WE LEARN FROM THEM. LET’S TRY NOT TO HIT ANYONE WITH A HEAVY OBJECT, ESPECIALLY YOURSELF. LET’S GO DEEP AND FIGURE OUT WHAT’S RIGHT FOR ME/YOU.

THAT’S WHAT I AM DOING AND THAT’S WHAT YOU SHOULD DO!!

SORRY, THERE I GO AGAIN.

I DON’T WANT TO SHOULD ON ANYONE.

I LOVE.

ME, CLAM

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Posted by clamlynch at 6:29 AM

June 27, 2007

NO-THING

YES NOTHING.
THAT IS WERE I AM STARTING. STARTING A NEW LIFE WITH A FRESH BLANK SLATE.

FRIENDS IT ALL HAPPENED LIKE THIS;
WHILE MEDITATING ON LETTING GO AND STARTING OVER , I HAD A VISION.

IN MY VISION, I WAS OF COURSE WEARING A BEAR SUIT, LIKE I ALWAYS DO IN THESE THINGS.

I AM ALONE.

I AM BREATHING HEAVY IN MY BEAR HEAD AND LOOKING AROUND THROUGH THE TWO CUT OUT EYE HOLES. I SEE THAT I AM NOW SITTING IN MY JUNIOR HIGH SCHOOL MATH CLASS.

THEN THE DOOR SLOWLY OPENS AND A VERY SASSY TEACHER WITH A BIG HAIRDO, TIGHT BLOUSE AND KNEE LENGTH SKIRT WALKS INTO MY IMAGINARY CLASSROOM. SHE WALKS UP TO ME, RUBS MY FUR, SMILES AND WINKS AT ME. SHE THEN HANDS ME TWO GIANT ERASERS.

AFTER MY FUR SETTLED DOWN IN MY "BIG MAN, LITTLE MAN" AREA, I STAND UP, TURN AROUND AND SEE A GIANT BLACKBOARD. IT IS FILLED WITH EVERY PAIN, HEARTACHE, FEAR, SHORTCOMING, CRIME, HURT, MISTAKE, RESENTMENT, WORRY, JUDGMENT AND REGRET I EVER HAD. I SLOWLY WALK OVER TO THE BOARD AND GENTLY START ERASING STUFF, WHICH QUICKLY TURNS INTO A FASTER AND FASTER FURY OF ERASERS AND CHALK DUST.

FOLKS, LET ME TELL YOU, I WAS LAUGHING AND CRYING AND SINGING AND DANCING; JUST HAVING A BLISSFUL TIME. IT SEEMED THE MORE I ERASED THE LIGHTER I FELT AS I WAS TRANSMUTED AND HARMONIZED INTO A WONDERFUL NEW WORLD.

AND IT WAS FREEDOMWORLD!!

"I SHOULD COPYRIGHT THAT WORD
FREEDOMWORLD...YES I LIKE IT."

SO, SORRY FRIENDS ,WHERE WAS I ?...OH YES.

SO WHEN I WAS FINISHED, THE TEACHER COMES BACK IN AND SAID, "IT WAS NOW TIME FOR MY SPANKING". I ASKED WHY AND SHE SHRUGGED HER SHOULDERS AND SAID "HOW THE HECK SHOULD I KNOW IT'S YOUR VISION. I SAID, "OK , CAN I SPANK YOU THEN?"

SHE LOWERED HER SKIRT REVEALING HER OLD FASHIONED LADIES PANTYHOSE THAT WERE COVERING HER BIG UNDERWEAR AND BENT OVER MY LAP.

THEN THE DOOR BELL RANG .

NEEDLESS TO SAY I WAS SNAPPED BACK INTO THE SO CALLED "REAL WORLD" BEACAUSE IT WAS MY LANDLADY AT THE DOOR,RINGING AND RINGING AND YELLING MY NAME.
SO I JUST HID UNDER THE BED AND CONTEMPLATED MY VISION.

AFTER AN HOUR OR THREE, I WAS ABLE TO GET PAST THE SPANKING PART OF IT AND GET TO THE TRUE INSIGHT, THAT THE VISION WAS TRYING TO REVEAL TO ME.

THEN I KNEW:
I WAS RENEWED.

THAT THE PAST WAS NO LONGER MY REALITY.

THE HERE AND NOW WAS/IS MY NEW LIFE.

MY LOAD IS NOW LIGHT AND THE OPPORTUNITIES ARE ENDLESS.

NOW I NEED TO FIND SOME MENTAL/SPIRITUAL CHALK. ALTHOUGH I AM SO COMMITTED, I AM CONSIDERING USING PERMANENT MARKER WHICH WOULD BE VERY HARD TO ERASE OR MAYBE I WONT WRITE ANYTHING AND JUST WAIT FOR INSTRUCTIONS, INSPIRATION AND GUIDANCE.

BUT FIRST I AM GOING TO GO BACK IN MY MIND AND CLAP OUT THOSE ERASERS AND TRY NOT TO GET TOO MUCH CHALK DUST ON MY BEAR SUIT. I AM ALSO GOING TO WASH THE BLACKBOARD CAUSE I CAN STILL FEEL SOME OF THOSE WORDS AND VIBRATIONS.

MAYBE IF I’M LUCKY I WILL SEE THE TEACHER AGAIN.

FRIENDS, I ONLY KNOW ONE THING FOR SURE. I AM NOT PUTTING ANY BAD WORDS ON MY NEW CLEAN SLATE/BLACKBOARD.

BUT I THINK I AM GOING TO HOLD ON TO MY MENTAL ERASERS JUST IN CASE.

WRITE ON PEOPLE!!!
AND MAKE YOUR WORDS GOOD.

BLESS YOU/ME, ALL.
CLAM

Posted by clamlynch at 11:12 AM

June 25, 2007

LET'S GET BIG....

TRY AS WE MIGHT.
IT'S POINTLESS.

FRIENDS, THE WORLD IS CONSPIRING FOR US AND WHEN I SAY "US", I MEAN ALL OF US.

IT'S LIKE WHEN I WAS HAVING ALL THEM THERE PROBLEMS RECENTLY, WHICH TURNED OUT TO BE AMAZING LIFE CHANGING OPPORTUNITIES.

BUT I COULD NOT SEE THAT THEN.

I WAS BLIND TO THE BIG PICTURE.

IT’S LIKE A GUY EATING ROTTEN FRUIT OFF THE GROUND. IF HE WOULD JUST GET UP OFF HIS KNEES AND PICK A FRESH APPLE OFF THE TREE DIRECTLY ABOVE HIM, HE WOULD BE ALOT HAPPIER. BUT THE GUYS SO BUSY PICKING UP THE SCRAP HE DOESN’T EVEN NOTICE THE TREE. I CAN HONESTLY TELL YOU, THOSE ROTTEN APPLES DO NOT TASTE GOOD BUT THE GUY THINKS THAT’S THE BEST HE CAN DO.

IT’S ALSO LIKE THIS MORNING WHEN I WAS LOOKING FOR MY GLASSES AND GETTING SO MAD AND CALLING MYSELF BAD SWEAR WORD NAMES AND CHASTISING MYSELF. IT WAS NOT UNTIL I WALKED INTO THE BATHROOM TO LOOK IN THE MIRROR, SO I COULD REALLY GIVE MY REFECTION A GOOD TONGUE LASHING, DID I NOTICE I WAS WEARING SAID GLASSES.

WE DON’T SEE THE BIG PICTURE.

WELL FRIENDS, I AM NOT A FELLA WHO LIKES TO TELL PEOPLE WHAT TO DO OR THINK, SO I WILL REPHRASE THAT AND SAY:

“I DON’T ALWAYS SEE THE BIG PICTURE."

AND FRIENDS ITS BIG!!

LIKE EVERY STAR IN THE SKY BIG.
LIKE EVERY CELL IN YOUR BODY BIG.
BIGGER THAN BIG!!

TAKE A MINUTE TO THINK OF THE BIGGEST THING YOU KNOW.

OK, GOT IT?

WELL THAT BIG THING IS PUNY COMPARED TO THE BIG I AM TALKING ABOUT.

BUT ONE GETS USED TO SMALL.
SMALL THOUGHTS.
SMALL IDEAS.
SMALL POSSIBILITIES.
SMALL, SMALL, SMALL.

LET’S GO BIG INSTEAD!!

IF I SAID YOU COULD HAVE the BIGGEST LIFE YOU COULD IMAGINE AND NOTHING COULD STOP IT. YOU COULD NOT FAIL.

WHAT WOULD YOU SAY?

"NO THANK YOU SIR, I LIKE SMALL."

I DON’T THINK SO. I THINK YOU WOULD CHOOSE BIG.

WELL WHAT’S STOPPING YOU/ME?

FEAR, SEPARATION, LOGIC, OTHERS OPINIONS, YOUR MOTHER, YOUR OLD STORIES, PAIN, HABITUAL HABITS?

WELL, SCREW SMALL!!

I KNOW THAT SOUNDS ANGRY BUT DANG-NAB-IT. I AM SICK OF SMALL.

WHEN WE SAY SMALL.
LIFE SAYS OK.
WHEN WE SAY BIG.
LIFE SAYS OK.
IT IS OUR CHOICE.
LIFE DOESN’T GIVE A RATS ASS IT JUST SAYS YES.

OUR/MY ONLY JOB IS TO MAKE SURE THAT THE BIG IS COMING FROM THE RIGHT PLACE. A PLACE THAT IS A PLACE OF LOVE. A PLACE THAT WILL HELP OTHERS. A PLACE THAT WILL BENEFIT EVERYONE.

THAT’S A PRETTY GOOD DEAL IF YOU ASK ME.

I AM SORRY TO GET SO HEAVY WITH YOU DEAR FRIENDS, BUT IT’S JUST ME.
IT’S THE SOUND OF MY FRUSTRATION. THE FRUSTRATION OF MY CREATIVE NATURE THAT SEEMS TO BE STUCK/TRAPPED IN SMALL AND I AM SICK OF IT.

I AM SO READY TO SUPER SIZE MYSELF AND GET ALL FAT ON LOVE, ON COMPASSION, ON GRATITUDE, FOR MYSELF AND OTHERS. TO EXPAND INTO A BIG OL' LOVING, HELPING, GIVING AND JOYFUL BIG BOY.

TRUST THE BIG. WHAT DO YOU HAVE TO LOSE?

THANKS FOR LISTENING.
IT'S MIGHTY BIG OF YOU.

LET’S GET BIG TOGETHER.
IT'S A BIG DEAL.

BIG, BIG, LOVE TO YOU ALL,
CLAM

Posted by clamlynch at 7:20 PM

June 22, 2007

KEEP IT MOVING BUSTER.

I LOVE.

PLAIN AND SIMPLE.

I HEART MANY THINGS.

THOUGH I MUST BE HONEST HERE DEAR READER, SOMETIMES WHEN I SEND MY LOVE VIBE OUT INTO THE WORLD IT JUST KIND OF RUNS AROUND IN MY HEAD, LOOKING FOR AN OPENING TO COME OUT OF UNTIL THE POOR LITTLE GUY JUST GIVES UP AND SHRUGS IT'S LITTLE SHOULDERS AND GOES BACK TO ITS ROOM AND PATIENTLY WAITS FOR ME TO CALL IT UP AGAIN.

FOLKS, THAT’S BECAUSE THAT NASTY OL' FEAR VIBE AND HIS GANG OF NAUGHTY FRIENDS ARE OFTEN BLOCKING ALL THE EXITS. TELLING THE LOVE VIBE, "WHERE THE HECK DO YOU THINK YOUR GOING. NOBODY WANTS YOU OUT THERE; THEY'LL JUST HURT YOU AND LAUGH AT YOU AND PUNCH YOU IN THE THROAT, AND MAKE US ALL LOOK WEAK AND POLLYANNAISH. WE’RE NOT LETTING ANY LOVE OUT UNTIL WE GET WHAT WE WANT AND WE NEED MORE MONEY, A CAR, A BETTER HOUSE, MORE ROMANCE, MORE SECURITY, MORE PAIN RELIEVER, AND SOME HEALTH INSURANCE. UNTIL WE GET THOSE THINGS, YOU’RE NOT GOING ANYWHERE MISTER! SO GO BACK TO YOUR ROOM WITH YOUR FUZZY LITTLE HAPPINESS AND JOY FRIENDS AND WE'LL TELL YOU GUYS WHEN YOU CAN COME OUT. NOW SCRAM!”

THAT’S WHEN I HAVE TO GO IN THERE (MY MIND) AND HAVE A SIT DOWN WITH THOSE LITTLE TROUBLE MAKERS. I START MY TALK BY THANKING THEM FOR TRYING TO PROTECT ME AND ALL THE HARD WORK THEY DO TO KEEP MY EGO SAFE AND STRONG. THEN I BLESS THEM (WHICH THEY HATE) AND I TELL THEM THEY HAVE DONE ME A GREAT SERVICE, BY CREATING SO MUCH PAIN AND SEPARATION FROM MY GOOD, FROM MY SOURCE, FROM MY TRUE NATURE. BY ATTRACTING MORE OF WHAT THEY ARE PUTTING OUT, THEY HAVE PUT ME IN A STATE OF ABSOLUTE SURRENDER.

THEN I WALK AWAY.

THIS REALLY FREAKS THEM OUT CAUSE THEY ARE TOTALLY INTO ATTENTION. THEY START YELLING AND CRYING AND TRYING TO SHOW ME THEIR LISTS AND CHARTS PLEADING THEIR CASE SAYING:

"LOOK AT THE PAST"

"LOOK AT THE STATE OF THE WORLD"

"LOOK AT THE DARK FUTURE"

"LOOK AT THESE BILLS"

"LOOK AT THE FACTS, THE LOGIC, THE TRUTH! COME ON, ADMIT IT! THIS IS A BAD LIFE!"

"LOOK AT THAT PILE OF DIRTY UNDERWEAR AND THEM DIRTY DISHES AND ALL THE STUFF WE’VE GOT TO GET DONE, FOR CRYING OUT LOUD!"

BUT I JUST KEEP WALKING.

THEY THEN JUST PACK UP THEIR SHIT AND MOPE AWAY YELLING OUT, "WELL WE'LL BE OVER THERE IN THE CORNER IF YOU NEED US".

BUT I DON’T REPLY.

INSTEAD I GO AND TELL LOVE AND HIS SWEET LITTLE FRIENDS THEY CAN COME OUT NOW, WHICH TAKES A LITTLE COAXING CAUSE THEIR USUALLY KINDA TRAUMATIZED.

BUT THEY FINALLY DO COME OUT AND GO OUTSIDE AND PARTY WITH THEIR FRIENDS AND BRING THEIR NEW FRIENDS BACK TO MY PLACE/MIND AND JUST HAVE A GOOD OL' TIME.

SOMETIMES I CAN HEAR MR. FEAR AND HIS FRIENDS GRUMBLING AND MAKING FUN OF THE HAPPY PARTY SAYING, “WAIT TILL THE EGO GETS BACK HERE, HE'LL KICK ALL THOSE FLUFFY FREAKS ASSES!!!”

BUT I JUST CLOSE MY EYES AND GO BACK TO THE PARTY AND THEN GO WASH SOME UNDERWEAR.

JOIN THE PARTY.

YOUR ON THE GUEST LIST.

V.I.P.

YOU, ME, US.

TRULY-OOLY,

CLAM

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Posted by clamlynch at 5:10 AM

June 20, 2007

I FINALLY FOUND MY SENSE OF HUMOR.

YES IT'S TRUE AND I GOT TO HIM JUST IN THE NICK OF TIME. THE GUY WAS AT DEATHS DOOR.

HE HAD BEEN MISSING FOR MANY WEEKS AND WAS HIDING BEHIND A MOUNTAIN OF DEBT. I SPOTTED THE POOR GUY JUST SITTING THERE ROCKING AND CRYING. WHEN I GOT TO HIM AND TOOK OFF HIS BIG SONY WALKMAN HEAD PHONES I COULD HEAR THAT THE CASSETTE WAS PLAYING THE SONG "DON’T STOP BELIEVING" BY 80'S SUPER BAND JOURNEY AND I KNEW THERE WAS STILL SOME LIFE IN HIM.

I LOOKED DOWN AT HIM AND SAID:
"HELLO DEAR FRIEND, WONT YOU COME HOME? I NEED YOU AND I’VE REALLY MISSED YOU.

I FELT SUCH COMPASSION FOR HIM AS HE LOOKED UP AT ME. I COULD SEE HIS FAKE MUSTACHE WAS FALLING OFF AND HIS CUT OFF AT THE WAIST "MUSTACHE RIDES - 5 CENTS" TEE SHIRT WAS SOAKED WITH TEARS. HIS BELLBOTTOMS THAT WERE TUCKED INTO HIS PINK VINYL COWBOY BOOTS, (OR HIS BOGGITY, BOGGITY SHOES) AS HE LIKES TO CALL THEM, WERE ALSO SOAKED, THOUGH I DON’T THINK WITH TEARDROPS FROM THE PUNGENT SMELL FLOATING OFF THEM.

HE NOTICED ME SNIFFING AND TOLD ME THAT HE THOUGHT A DOG HAD COME BY AND PEED AND POOPED ON HIS SLACKS WHEN HE WAS ASLEEP. I GAVE HIM A SYMPATHETIC NOD AND HELPED HIM UP. WHEN I LOOKED AT HIM CLOSELY I COULD SEE MYSELF IN THE REFLECTION OF HIS MIRRORED MOTORCYCLE COP SHADES AND I WAS SMILING. IT FILLED ME WITH JOY.

AS WE WALKED AND TALKED HE TOLD ME THAT HE THOUGHT I WAS FINISHED WITH HIM, THAT HE WAS SURE THAT THE DARKNESS AND THE THICK SHADOWS OF WORRY, DOUBT, FEAR, AND PAIN THAT I WAS HOOKED INTO, WERE MY NEW FRIENDS AND THERE WAS NO TIME FOR HIM.

HE TOLD ME THAT EVERY TIME HE HAD TRIED TO GET MY ATTENTION I WOULD JUST MAKE UP SOME LAME EXCUSE LIKE:

"I'LL BE WITH YOU AS SOON AS I FIGURE A WAY TO PAY THE RENT, GET A CAR, TAKE CARE OF MY KID, FIND SOME LOVE, QUIT SMOKING, FIND THE RIGHT MEDICATION FOR MY DEPRESSION, GET SOME MONEY, TAKE ANOTHER NAP...BLAH, BLAH, BLAH, BLAH."

OR

"CAN YOU COME BACK LATTER WHEN I DON’T FEEL LIKE BLOWING MY BRAINS OUT"

FRIENDS, THAT HIT ME HARD.

OH, I DID MY BEST TO HOLD BACK THE WATERWORKS, TELLING HIM I HAD SOMETHING IN MY EYE, SOMETHING THAT WAS VERY HOT. SO HOT, IT WAS CAUSING MY GLASSES TO STEAM UP. THEN I BLEW MY NOSE AND MY GLASSES FLEW OFF AND AS I WAS HUNTING AROUND FOR THEM. MY PAJAMAS SPLIT OPEN IN THE ASS AREA AND I PROCEEDED TO STEP ON MY GLASSES AND BREAK THEM.

PEOPLE, HERE’S THE RUB-A-DUB.

I JUST LAUGHED.

THEN I FELT A SHIFT AND I KNEW WE WERE REUNITED.

FRIENDS, IT FELT SO GOOD.

I PULLED MYSELF TOGETHER AND REACHED OVER AND FIXED HIS FALLING OFF MUSTACHE AND HE PICKED UP MY BROKEN GLASSES AND TRIED TO PUT THEM BACK ON ME WITH NO LUCK. I PUNCHED HIM IN THE SHOULDER AND HE GRABBED HIS ARM AND SAID, "OOOOOH" IN HIS FUNNY LITTLE VOICE. THEN I GAVE HIM A GREAT BIG OL' BEAR HUG TO WHICH HE SAID "OWCH, YOUR HURTING" SO I STOPPED AND GAVE HIM A WEDGEY INSTEAD.

THEN WE DID A BUNCH OF STUPID SHIT LIKE, KUNG-FU FIGHT, SOUL TRAIN DANCING, ROBOT TALK, NAKED MIMING, AND OTHER STUFF LIKE THAT. WE LAUGHED SO HARD I THOUGHT SOMETHING IN MY BATHING SUIT AREA WAS GOING TO BREAK.

MY "PROBLEMS" DISSOLVED BACK INTO EMPTY PASSING THOUGHTS. BACK INTO THE NOTHINGNESS FROM WHICH THEY CAME AND I FELT FREE.

THE LAUGHTER WAS LIKE SWEET HEALING MUSIC.

OH, THANK GOD.

OH SWEET SENSE OF HUMOR, YOU SAVED MY LIVE....AGAIN.

BLESS YOU, MY GOOD HUMOR MAN AND BLESS YOU DEAR READER FOR YOUR TIME.

LOVE,
CLAM

Posted by clamlynch at 4:45 AM