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When the credits roll and the music makes
The time start again.
Wait for the gag reel.
Wait for the final joke.
Never hurry to the next thing.
Seeming so important.
Not so at all.
You’ll miss the real show
The lights coming up
The contrived illusions giving way to
The true magic
There are saber-like shapes twirling
Cutting long slashes in the night.
Cutting the cool of the shadow into
Manageable bites.
Far off in the wet dark deep,
Some awesome slick sliding natural
Eating Machine pauses
All of it mouth and mouth support
It wonders if that is all it could be
Then realizes that there is nothing else
If would every need or want
Besides all the arts and gifts
That is already is.
Uplifting sounds float about me, pleasant like warm sunshine.
Some of the sweetest compressions and rarefactions.
I don’t know what to do with my evening.
The options seem limitless.
Ready for more fun-filled Dice.
A movie with a Panda.
Thoughtful Bees.
Fights.
Options.
I think I will sort of just see what happens.
Rest. Relax.
Think and Be.

A sudden and full wave of Emotion.
What the fuck happened? Where did that come from?
Shit!
A little nothing -Fucking Nothing! -At work set me off
I mean, really.
Everyone I work with is cool
But I rub people wrong, sometimes
Usually without meaning to
The resulting confusion can be frustrating
This time I choose to just let it be
But, man, I am still all Loaded Up
I feel like …
I don’t know!
Ok. There is a reasonable and, I guess, obvious
Answer
I just Hate to admit it.
I am most likely all stresses out from a
Huge variety of sources
I just feel
Weak
Admitting it.
There. I admitted it. Fuck.
These sources are my fault.
The effects and cage-like edges to my life
A testament to wrong choices
Wrong actions
Wrong dreams
You know what? Fuck It.
They might have been wrong choices and dreams
But they were Mine.
I just didn’t realize I had stored so much away.
Got to let off some steam.
Hmmmmm……
Letting Happiness roll and root.
The cool and reinvigorating spring air
Down by the Sea, with the trees and the dogs.
Little joyful skips and Melanoleuca smiles
There will be more of these days of Newness.
Like the clouds parting.
With the Clearness comes
Less growls.
Well, at least less of the Unwanted growls!
Cause sometimes, when it is working
You just gotta growl!
Ok.
Back to the main thought here
As I wander in my brain
Things may be quieter
Even boring to someone looking in.
But the freedom to wake, not come to
With sun as a friend, with a clear mind
Will let me enjoy the special New Joys
On another note, the Dice have more Acolytes
Seems like the whole world can benefit
From a little bit o f Change

The thoughts and feelings are
Smoother than they have been
In a Lonnnnng Time.
Why? Has anything new happened?
Oh, yeah. Probably. I just don’t see it.
Like most people. Most of the time.
Probably.
Only missing the Little Beauty!
A walk in the park led to sights I must have seen before.
Just forgot that I had.
Seeing visions from the past or from memory in the now
Can be exciting. New in a different way.
Like all the Lightsabers of late.
Mixed with thoughts and Dice-Time and Calm.
Like so many times before
But still bringing something new.
Speaking of New,
Some little Smiling Chick has
Moved in with The Devil!
Ha!