Random Crappenings In a Sea of Something (Original)

in writing •  8 years ago  (edited)

Every now and then, some random crappenings poop into my think muscle. Sometimes, I write them down. Most times, I completely forget them. Here are a few:

I like to think about what people think of me,
Then, think about what I think of them.
What they must think.


Moving.

Ever foreward (sp?)


I want to write something that can only be composed by Hans Zimmer. That's not a poem, that's just the truth.


As I progress toward possessing the power to properly process this life, I attempt to suppress; but, ultimately acquiesce to what may tend to depress. While it dejects some, it impresses others. Regardless, I don’t obsess over the mess.


As I walk through the Valley of the Shadow of Death,
I take a look at my life
And realize
I got off at the wrong bus stop.


Think
Conceive
Act
Strive
Attain
Gain
Thrive
Relax
Reconvene
Dream
Love
Live

Repeat as necessary

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Keep your head high, short man.
People need to see you.
Or they’ll trip.

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