Post
by stilltrucking » October 23rd, 2008, 2:03 pm
is that what it was
how much can someone enjoy a poem for the wrong reason.
just think how much more I would have liked it if I had got it.
such a light hearted thing
sounded so good.
tickled me and
and yet I went to the dark side
Soylent Green and all that.
go figure
no telling what someone with a metaphor challenged brain will take away from a poem
I been into olive oil lately
tasty and more healthy,
I don't use margarine anymore
suicide by butter.
looking all morning for a painting
from a post about "i love decadence..."
stumbled on it on a one of my five or six hardrives from a few years ago,
I supposed it is this beautiful fall weather that has me so interested in flouresence as a cultural anthropologist might use to the term to describe the decline of a culture, a beautiful thing to see, from a aesthetic point of view.
Forget the anthropologist's name he compared the four seasons to the stages a culture goes through, and fall he called the flouresence. a last flowering before it withers in to winter.
pardon the ramble
