May 7, 2008

STICK AROUND.

DEAREST FRIENDS,
I MUST TELL YOU, I HAVE NOT BEEN FEELING "IT" OF LATE.

NOW WHEN I SAY, IT, I MEAN A REAL CONNECTION TO LIFE.
THE FEELING TONE,THE VIBRATION,THE ENERGY.

I FEEL LIKE A BRANCH , CUT FROM THE TREE OF LIFE, JUST LAYING THERE LIKE SOME KIND OF SAD, LITTLE, PARALYZED STICK.
LOOKING UP AT THE TREE
SAYING:
"WHAT THE F ! , HOW IN THE, H. E. DOUBLE HOCKEY STICK DID THAT HAPPEN!"

JUST LAYING THERE ON THE COLD,COLD GROUND, THINKING "GREAT,NOW WHAT?"
AS THE HOT SUN, DRYS ME UP, NO WATER, NO NUTRIENTS COMING IN OR GOING OUT ,UN ROOTED , UNABLE TO GROW LEAFS AND MAKE FRAGRANT FLOWERS
OR DELICIOUS FRUIT, FOR THE LITTLE CHILDREN TO EAT.

JUST A DUMB STICK ,CONTEMPLATING THE POINTLESSNESS OF IT ALL, WAITING FOR SOME OLD KOOT TO COME BY AND CUT OFF MY DRIED UP LEAVES WITH HIS RUSTY OL'POCKET KNIFE,
SAYING:

"WELL LOO' KY HERE!!, I GOT ME A FANCY NEW WALK'N STICK"

G.D. , HILLBILLY'S!!

YA KNOW WHAT, IF THAT HAPPENS, I JUST MIGHT TAKE WHAT LITTLE STRENGTH I HAVE LEFT IN ME AND JUST MAKE MYSELF BREAK, SENDING THAT OL ' GEEZER TUMBLING DOWN A HILL AND THEN HE WILL PROBABLY DROP HIS MASON JAR OF MOONSHINE , WHICH, WILL HOPEFULLY GET HIM SO TICKED OFF AT ME, HE'LL THROW ME IN A FIRE AND THEN I CAN RISE UP OUT OF THE ASHES....LIKE A PHOENIX!!

THAT MY FRIENDS, IN MOST PROBABILITY, WON'T HAPPEN.
BECAUSE I DON'T EVEN LIVE NEAR ANY HILLBILLY'S, PLUS
I AM NOT ACTUAL DISCONNECTED FROM LIFE , THAT'S JUST A FEELING. I AM HAVING.
AND FEELINGS AIN'T FACTS.
FACTS IS FACTS!
AND THE FACT IS I AM ALWAYS CONNECTED TO LIFE AND ALSO , NEWS FLASH !! ,
SO ARE YOU.

WE'RE ALL JUST WHIRLING BALLS OF ENERGY, SPINNING SO FAST THAT WE THINK WERE ALL SOLID AND CRAP.
BUT WERE NOT.
WE ARE JUST ENERGY AND VIBRATIONS, WHIRLING AROUND LIKE CRAZY ELECTRIC BALLS.

THE PROBLEM IS SOMETIMES IT SEEMS LIKE OUR BALLS ARE WHIRLING IN THE WRONG DIRECTION.
AND WE FEEL BAD.

DEAR FRIENDS, I HOPE I AM NOT BEING TO "WE ARE THIS AND WE ARE THAT" FOR YOU.
BECAUSE THAT WOULD BE TALKING AT YOU, NOT TO YOU.

JUST TAKE IT OR LEAVE IT, THAT'S WHAT I SAY.

BECAUSE THERE'S ONE THING FOR CERTAIN AND THAT IS, WE ARE ALL BLESSED WITH A LITTLE SOMETHING I LIKE TO CALL, CHOICE.
A CHOICE TO BELIEVE OR NOT.

CHOICE IS A BLESSING AND SOMETIMES A CURSE....HEY!!, IT'S A BLURSE!!

ANYWAYS, BACK TO MY BALLS.

THEY WE'RE SPINNING IN A GOOD WAY THIS MORNING AND I FELT A CONNECTION TO OTHERS AND LOVE SEEMED TO BE THE ORDER OF THE DAY.

UNTIL SOMETHING HAPPENED.
AND THAT SOMETHING WAS THIS.

I WAS WALKING DOWN THE STREET AND A YOUNG MAN CAME UP TO ME AND SAID:

" YO !! YOU GOT SOME MONEY FOR ME ? OR DO ME AND MY NIGGER'S NEED TO TAKE IT FROM YA"

TO WHICH I SAID:
"FIRST OFF MY FRIEND, THE ONLY MONEY I HAVE , IS IN MY MIND AND IT HAS YET TO MANIFEST ON THE PHYSICAL REALM BUT WHEN IT DOES , I WILL GLADLY SHARE SOME OF IT WITH YOU AND YOUR FRIENDS .

"SECOND OFF, I JUST WANT TO INFORM YOU THAT IF THOSE ARE INDEED "YOUR" NIGGER'S ,THEN, I AM PRETTY SURE YOUR BREAKING A LAW IN WHICH MANY PEOPLE DIED TO MAKE HAPPEN AND I SUGGEST YOU SET THIS FINE GENTLEMEN FREE BEFORE THE AUTHORITY'S FIND OUT WHAT YOUR UP TO".

THIS SEEMED TO ENRAGE THE YOUNG CHAP AND HE PICKED UP A STICK AND BROKE IT OVER MY HEAD.

HEY, WOULDN'T THAT HAVE BEEN COOL IF THE STICK THEN TUNED INTO A PHOENIX!

ANYWAY, A POLICE OFFICER CAME AROUND THE CORNER AND THE YOUNG MEN SKEDADDLED.
I DIDN'T MENTION THE WHOLE SLAVERY ISSUE TO HIM .
HE JUST ASKED ME IF I WAS OK AND I TOLD HIM I WAS FINE, EXCEPT FOR THE FACT THAT MY BALLS WERE SPINNING IN A NEGATIVE DIRECTION, AFTER MY UNPLEASANT, EXCHANGE WITH THOSE POOR MISGUIDED FELLA'S AND THE FACT THAT MY HEAD SEEMED TO BE BLEEDING.

HE JUST STARED AT ME IN WHAT I INTERPRETED AS CONTEMPLATION, SO I EXPLAINED MY THOUGHTS
ABOUT ENERGY AND SPINNING AND BALLS AND CHOICE AND ALL THE OTHER STUFF I WAS TALKING TO YOU ABOUT EARLIER.

THE NEXT THING I KNOW , I AM IN AN AMBULANCE, WHICH WAS PRETTY EXCITING,
WITH THE SIREN AND HORN'S AND STUFF .

WHEN WE GOT TO THE HOSPITAL,THEY PUT ME IN A ROOM FOR AWHILE AND ASKED ME A LOT OF QUESTION , WHICH SEEMED TO HAVE NOTHING TO DO WITH MY INJURY BUT MORE TO DO WITH MY THOUGHTS AND THEORIES.
THEY EVEN INVITED ME TO STAY IN A QUITE ROOM, IN A SPECIAL PART OF THE HOSPITAL BUT I POLITELY REFUSED , SO THEY JUST BANDAGED MY HEAD
AND SENT ME ON MY WAY.

WHEN I GOT HOME I STARTED WRITING THIS AND AS I SAID, I FELT VERY DISCONNECTED FROM LIFE.

I JUST WANTED TO CONNECT WITH YOU AND SHARE MY STORY AND GUESS WHAT?
IT WORKED!!
I AM.
YOU ARE.
WE ARE.
I AM CONNECTED AGAIN... WELL AT LEAST WITH THE TWO OR THREE OF YOU, THAT ARE READING THIS.
I THANK YOU(S)

STICK WITH IT FRIENDS!
MAKE GOOD CHOICES.
YOURS,CLAM

Posted by clamlynch at 9:59 PM

May 1, 2008

CAN WE JUST GET A SONG ?

HELLO DEAR FRIENDS,
HEY, WHAT IF, NOW HEAR ME OUT.
WHAT IF , WE JUST SING A SONG?

EVEN IF WERE FEELING CRAPPY, HOPELESS AND OVERWHELMED WITH LIFE AND OUR HOPELESS EXISTENCE, WITH ITS SEEMING POINTLESSNESS.
FILLED WITH EXERCISE AFTER EXERCISE IN FAILURE , AS WE ALL JUST DIE A LITTLE MORE EVERYDAY.

CAPTAIN CRUNCH!!

I WAS FEELING PRETTY GOOD , UNTIL I JUST MADE THOSE WORDS COME OUT.

ANY POOP,

LET'S NOT MAKE OUR SONG ABOUT THAT STUFF, BECAUSE THAT SONG WOULD JUST BE CRAPPY AND ADD MORE CRAPPIE'S TO THE WORLD.

GOD FORBID WE GOT THAT TYPE OF SONG STUCK IN OUR HEAD, OH MY !
AND THEN YOU STARTED WEARING A BLACK CAPE AND MASK AND WANDERING THE STREETS LATE AT NIGHT, WHISTLING YOUR DARK SONG OF DEATH AND MISERY.

THAT WOULD BE BAD.

AND ,YOU WOULD BE TOTALLY TIRED THE NEXT DAY AT WORK.

FRIENDS, WHILE WE'RE AT IT, LET'S NOT SING ABOUT SHOOTING PEOPLE AND BEING MEAN TO PEOPLE OR TAKING DRUGS AND SAYING BAD WORDS AND HOW RICH WE ARE, WITH THE GOLD THIS AND THE SILVER THAT, JUST TO TRY TO SHOW PEOPLE HOW TOUGH AND COOL WE ARE .

ALSO, LET'S NOT USE SAD, HOPELESS WORD, ABOUT BROKEN HEARTS OR LOST LOVES OR SEX WITH STRANGERS OR REVENGE !!

THERE ARE PLENTY OF THOSE SONG ALREADY AND THEY JUST ATTRACT MORE OF THE SAME.

ANYWAY,THESE ARE ALL JUST SONGS ABOUT FEAR , SURROUNDED BY ALLOT OF OTHER WORDS.

BUT HEY ,WHO AM I TO JUDGE?
JUDGE NOT , IS WHAT I SAY.

SO, SING ON, MY FEARFUL FRIENDS!!

JUST KEEP ON SINGING YOUR DARK GOTHIC, BROKEN HEARTED ,FEARFUL, GANSTA RAP -A -DIDDYS.

BUT HEY, DON'T BLAME ME IF YOU FIND YOURSELF SURROUNDED BY MORBID TEENAGERS, DRESSED IN BLACK WITH LOTS OF MAKE UP AND BIG GOLD CHAINS AND SILVER TEETH, CARRYING GUNS AND SELLING DRUGS AND SAYING SWEAR WORDS AT LADY'S AND HAVING SEX WITH STRANGERS.

SORRY,THAT WAS KINDA JUDGE-EE OF ME AND ANYWAY, WHO AM I TO THINK THESE FOLKS WOULD ALL BLAME ME ? THEY DON'T EVEN KNOW ME.
I BEARLY KNOW ME AND I'VE BEEN WITH ME ALONG TIME.

OK ,THAT'S ALL FINE AND DANDY FOLKS, BUT LET'S GET BACK TO OUR HAPPY SONG.

AND IF YOU THINK A HAPPY SONG IS DUMB OR STUPID, OR TO TOUCHY ,FEEL-EE,
THEN DEAR FRIEND , PERHAPS YOU HAVE AN OUCH IN YOUR HEART.
BUT HEY , MAYBE OUR, HAPPY SONG COULD BE LIKE A LITTLE BAND AID FOR YOUR HEART SPACE ?

I DON'T KNOW?
I DON'T KNOW ANYTHING REALLY.
I AM MUCH LIKE AN EMPTY GLASS.
AN EMPTY GLASS WITH NO ARMS , WHICH IS GOOD, BECAUSE I MIGHT BE TEMPED TO THROW STONES AT OTHER GLASSES WHO ARE FULL OF THEMSELVES.
KNOW IT ALL GLASSES ,TELLING ALL US OTHER GLASSES HOW TO LIVE.
AND THAT WOULD BE JUST WRONG AND JUDGEMENTAL, WHICH IVE ALREADY TOLD YOU, I DON'T WANT TO BE.

MAN , I CAN'T SEEM TO SHUT MY FINGERS UP ,THEY JUST SEEM TO GO ON AND ON ABOUT WHATEVER?

ANY HOOT,
HAPPY SONG !
YES!
THAT'S WHAT WERE TALKING ABOUT FOLKS!!
LETS MAKE OUR HAPPY SONG.
NOW JUST FOR SHITS AND GIGGLES, WHAT IF WE MADE OUR HAPPY SONG SO HAPPY ,THAT PERHAPS IT MIGHT LAST THE WHOLE DAY LONG.
NOW FRIENDS, LET'S NOT CARE IF IT'S GOOD ENOUGH FOR ANYONE ELSE TO HEAR ,THAT'S NOT WHAT'S IMPORTANT HERE.

IT IS MOST IMPORTANT THAT WE JUST SING ,SING OUR SONG!!
OK.
WELL, I PERSONALLY HAVE TO GO TO BED RIGHT NOW, BECAUSE I HAVE A COURT DATE IN THE MORNING..DON'T ASK.

BUT WHILE I AM WAITING FOR MY HEARING, I AM GOING TO START MAKING MY LIST OF HAPPY WORDS.
AND MAYBE, JUST MAYBE YOU COULD DO THE SAME AND WE CAN ALL GET TOGETHER AND COME UP WITH A REAL DIDDLY!

HECK, MAYBE WE CAN GET THE WHOLE WORLD TO SING IT!
YOW SA!

WELL, MAYBE NOT THE WHOLE WORLD BUT AT LEAST A COUPLE OF PEOPLE.

GET OUT YOUR CRAYONS AND START THAT LIST!
WRIGHT ON !
LOVE,
CLAM

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Posted by clamlynch at 7:35 PM