It's been a while since I have been in the spirit of lit. It is like enlightenment. The opening of the "Third Eye". The touching of a spiritual deity.
Over time, I have grown to be as.....how did my Dad put it.....crass. I'm just a pauper trying to make it upstream to spawn with tons of resistance. In my little life, I put with and live around the "buck and up" guys. I simply try to make my 25 cents work. But because of whatever reasons others possess, I am the excrement of the two wheeled enviroment.
Even the parents of these higher acesended beings look at me as a weirdo. I work with the public and deal with them in ways that would totally disgust them. If you cant have an "open door policy" with the public, YOU WILL FAIL! Put on your happy face and live the lie. I am damn genuine.
But don't hit the computers to email me. No, I am not here to make anyone feel bad. Just take a look in the mirror. I am in no way justified. I will go the grave single, with bad genetics, poor, and destitute.
So in the event that I may encounter you somewhere in the valley on your bike, and all I do is wave, and don't stop for the mindless chat, I am at work. Don't bother me. Wither I am performing poorly at my game, or huffin' it along in the avenue, I am doing the same thing you are doing.
In 1984, Micheal Jackson came out with a hit single. In the opening line of the chorus, it said, "Just beat it." I would sum it up different MJ!
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