There is no such thing as normal
Just acceptable and unacceptable levels of insanity
Who determines that is a mystery
We don’t know where we came from or where we are going. So could there actually be a thing called normal? Is the person who douses themself in drugs and alcohol normal because they can’t stand the insanity?
Or is the person who walks on and ignores the insanity in a sober state normal? There is no such thing as normal and supposed to be … don’t you believe? So if there is no normal, it means you must must be exactly who you are.
That is the only thing the universe expects you to be. A 100 percent expression of you.
It is strange to be a creature
aware of it’s own demise ….
Do you ever think about the fact that one day you will not be?
The very thought can suck the air and induce crazy thoughts
That is likely why most choose to be bossed
A fake security to make meaning of being lost
In the meaningless matter
Without ever trying to make anything better
It is not all lost you see
The messages we receive are just drugs and seeds
The real sits inside you and me
There are no rulers and givers of good
Just one who exists and one can make things be
The ways of the world makes no sense
Sometimes I want to escape myself
Hover high above
And wait for something else
Sometimes … well a lot of the time, our world just seems lie a meaningless bump on a log. Actually a bump on a log might have more purpose.
You wake up – get out there. And then wonder what it’s all really even about.
I don’t know.
Let’s just create art, perhaps it will bring beauty to the nonsensical.
The ways of the world make no sense. Joti Heir
When you strip it all away
And you just don’t belong anywhere
The world seems not for you
What do you do
There is nowhere to go
And exist you must
Yes you can end it all
But it seems like
An extravagant choice
So what do you do
You must find meaning
And the moon shines
And when you look at the water
It whispers things
There is something there
Don’t let it go
There is something
Beyond the noise
There is something for sure
So don’t lose hope
Like I almost did
Tomorrow will be brighter
If you choose to look for the
It is there
The better choices are in front of you
Better love and life
When you get totally
At some point a pathetic mouse will come to your door
You don’t like mice so much but the pathetic you abhor more
So you feed the mouse until it becomes strong
The mouse smiles and winks at you and knows his battle has been won
Somewhere along the way the mouse becomes a lion in his own mind
Moves far away to search for his own kind
Wish him good luck
And when he returns wish him good luck
But close that door
The floor is clean now
You don’t need dirty paw prints on your floor
I love you
No one knows me like you do
I try to fight it
No one makes me happier
It isn’t forever
That’s what makes me sad
But nothing is forever
So I suppose we should be
Ok with that
Of what I am
Will make you the only man
That ever knew
May 21, 2019
I certainly am a bottle full of joy aren’t I.
May 20, 2019
You will die
No more of you
And regardless of what your religion says
You don’t really know.
There is comfort in stupidity.