jpaulgorman

It's tight in here, but there's room to grow.  Squirming and kicking help as long as I keep my head down.  Don't wanna go the breeched route, only four months left, roughly 120 days.  Look who's counting, look who's waiting, look who's floating, look who's growing.  Honestly, it's not bad in here. She had the calamari last evening, makes my arms and legs dance, the sauce was a sweet marinara.  Some white wine would've been nice, but she won't drink a drop.  Said she's gonna drink an entire box when I'm out.  Not sure what I'll eat on the outside, hope it's good, hope it's in stock.  That cheeseburger she ate the other day was pure paradise. One day I'll take her to lunch, me and her and that dude with the muffled voice.  Not sure about him, seems obsessed with high gas prices.  Can't quite make it out, but seems to blame a guy named Puck Moe.  Who knows, who cares, I'm sleepy.  See you on the outside.

  Expand your outlook, then look back, from the outside, observe the mad.  We can see it clearly, there are no surprises.  Time and reproduction, demographics of the bloodlines, the other side of lust.  Nationalism on the trading block, the t-shirts are ready to ship, through air, over water, underground.  None of this is fair, but nothing is fair. Hypocrites are the new intellectuals, they got it figured out.  As I say, not as I did.  The elevated class, sniffing their own asses.  And each other's.  In all their different lifes:  social life, sleeping life, travel life, virtual life, relationship life, culture life, political life, benevolent life. Continue to notice, the backlash is predictable, humanity is like the ocean.  We are still babies in our knowledge, we have much to learn.  Some think we know too much already, but that's crazy, we learn more each trip around the sun.  The seasons are the teachers, it's a simple evolution.  Summer is just beginning, it's g

  GCDC GGCC DCDG CCGG Heard those stories bout yellow iron. Caterpillar's coming to town. Had enough of Chicago. That machine is all broke down. Got earth to move, got earth to dig. We set our stuff up right. Things to build, roads through hills. And those bright Texas nights. DGx3 DCG We dig with yellow iron. We dig with yellow iron. We dig with yellow iron. We dig, we dig, we dig. Looking for a bottom of this market crash. Enhance my portfolio. Prolly be a month or so from now. Buy CAT at its low. Sell high, sell high, sell it high. Cash it for some quick gold. Or ride it for half a decade or more. Be rich when you get old.

  A woman's got those eyes. Take you on a ride. A woman's got that smile. Gives it up with style. Don't get me started 'bout their skin. And the signals that it sends. Feel it in my bones, ya know. Takes my heart, rocks my soul. A woman's got those curves. They don't need to say a word. A woman's got that hair. Flowing everywhere. And what about their complex minds. Cut a man down, then be so kind. Makes no sense, but it don't have to. Only a woman can cure my blues. A woman's got that thing. Makes me move and sing. A woman's got that taste. Don't let it go to waste. CF/GCx2 FC/GCx2

In the twilight we'll look back like we know, but we don't.  We'll develop philosophies all our own, claiming ownership of our thoughts.  Like our own small dominion, our own private paradise, our own world.  We'll be at the center, everything will evolve around us, everything will orbit.  Reason is lost on the night line, when the sun sinks, when darkness wakes. CG

  Clean up the mess, darlings.  Should be just a few more months.  It's for the common good.  No one will take the fall, it will disappear into soupy haze.  The smell of the times. We're loaded to the purse snaps, we got them good.  Left them whining and complaining, unable to move on, holding on to old grudges.  Sulking.  Like 5 year olds grounded from their toys, pouting and simmering.  Red faced. For us is the cash, the dough-ray-me.  That's what spins the world, that's what spends.  Security and ease, peaceful minds and peaceful stomachs.  As just as anything else is just, we justify.  Better to take than to get took, we reason.