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A Traveler's Experience people in concrete jungle
afraid of the wilderness
though far less probable
to be killed by a grissly
than back home by a human
in the cradles of civilization
rock-a-bye baby
on that steel tree top
sleep tight with teddy
though vampire teeth point up
sticking out of the sidewalk
below, waiting for you to drop
yet we put garlic around our necks
when stepping beyond known edge
though we've known all along
that the Known is so wrong
we keep singing that song
in the major key
though the nature at war with us
is human or human programmed
i'll take my chances
with bears, poison ivy,
the natural course of life -
even the possibility of disease
rather than the man who says he's got the cure,
just give him the keys
funny how your crisis leaves you hiding
and buys him one more sports car
people in the grips of madmen
afraid of the wilderness
Ah Civilization!
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If they build it a human will buy it, the price - bad air, earth, water. Slo-Death by chemicals. I prefer no death by grizzly - metaphorically by vamps or elsewise. Not by bullet - a higher probability this decade. Civilizations rise and fall - one germ vrctor could take us all. I'm hoping heart attack fast, but I'm a dreamer. ~A~
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I'm probably a
I'm probably a die-in-my-sleep kinda dreamer, if pressed for the thought.
So
Much better. Is it me or does getting old have downsides? To the youth: Enjoy moving without creaking.
:D
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Yes. The carple tunnel from
Yes. The carple tunnel from phone use is claiming them so young now, though. I should gift all of my students oil cans : )
Exquisite, relatable
Reason to escape and isolate oneself from hostile humanity, choosing "the natural course of life" instead.
bananas are the perfect food
for prostitutes
Thank you for the
Thank you for the compliments, in addition to the read. Sometimes, I think we are like a tree that has left it's roots behind, yet somehow expects not to become a table at the banquet of kings.
Salvia Divinorum
Hey, I wouldn't mind being a table. But still much rather a tree. And I think that is the point you're making. We have forsaken our former glory.
bananas are the perfect food
for prostitutes
Yes, indeed, thank you for
Yes, indeed, thank you for catching that big part of my point. I'd also add that being a table could otherwise be nice, if it were to a loving home rather than one ruled by iron.
Oops, 2 much
Polished with coconut oil by some seductress maiden, who also lights fancy, fragrant candles upon the spine for deep and intimate discussions
bananas are the perfect food
for prostitutes
hahah!
hahah!