Dying out here in infinity,
I understand why people have to make decisions,
even if they're wrong.
I survey all of the options,
and am struck silent by their vast multitude.
How can I decide?
Sometimes it is suggested we must make a decision,
and sometimes that is reasonably so.
How can we possibly do this in every predefined instance if we understand more intuitively, our self defining response?
Mostly we are given mutually exclusive options,
and asked to exact yes or no,
without ever considering the incalculable possible mitigating circumstances,
which might evolve our decision,
into something inherently different.
Something more than that which would fit,
into a box marked 'yes' or 'no.'
Don't ask me to place my religious beliefs or salutation into a box.
If you force me to decide,
please call me Dr. Davis
Humanist bisexual book reader.
Practicing porn star.
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Damn good piece of work I enjoyed the read. I've been to Little Rock and Hot Springs in my younger days. Lotsa great ladies there. Happy trails
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"Humanist bisexual book reader.
Practicing porn star."
I f***ing love this! Wow! Man you are just f***ing genius sometimes. Yeah, there are too many people that like to be stuffed in a box. I don't know why though. Maybe they're waiting to be shipped off to the hell they fear.
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Thanks. I am a fucking intermittent genius. I knew it all along. It just feels good to hear someone else say it.
Thanks for reading and commenting. It's nice to know you are still out there in the world.
take care.
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