Folded Thought of the Day:


Let's think about this for a minute.  Get some sort of rational 
assessment.  Pull up a chair and clear your mind.  Take a deep 
breath and put a little mood music on the ol' turntable.  Let 
it spin and crackle as the needle travels through the grooves.  
Now close your eyes and imagine yourself spinning with the tune.  
Take a look around.

You're on a merry-go-round and the world is flashing by.  From 
your wooden horse mount, how are things looking to you?  Do all 
the flashing lights scare you?  How about the guy selling tickets -- 
is there some element of his dress or demeanor that you never 
noticed before?  Is it something that makes you uneasy?  

Can you feel the ride getting faster?  It wasn't exactly a 
gradual change.  I guess it's just part of our nature to hang 
on for dear life.  We're quite the adaptable bunch. 

Do you have trouble seeing the person that was supposed to wait 
for you until the end of the ride?  Weren't they standing over 
there?...holding your promise.  

Stabilize the moments.  Take the time to reflect...to capture hope 
and longing in the held breath.  

Peeling away the layers of the vague and inconsequential.  Sorting 
through...picking out the essential.  Taking stock of where you 
are.  Who you are.  Who you've been.  What you see now as being true.

Tallying up your ledger of personal indiscretion.  Bad behavior.  
Futile expenditures of massive effort.  Pointless ponderings.  
Losing battles.  Misunderstanding at every turn.  Ready to leave it 
all behind.  The moment of liberation that allows for anything.

Disagreeing with the direction of our great venture.  Saying 'no' 
to applied knowledge and circumstantial evidence...to straightjacket 
definitions of living and sinister expectations of your life.

This is how it happens.  Stilling the rhythm.  Allowing the fated 
creatures to come out from their hiding places.  Show themselves.  
Gathering up all the superficial and meaningless elements of a 
day in the life and letting it all slide.

That's right.  Let them cast a wary eye in your direction.  Put 
a little doubt in the minds of passersby and in the hearts of 
those on the other side of the cubicle wall.  Rile up the 
congregation, all sitting there so dismissive and forgiven.  
Give them a little understanding.  Declare your intentions.  
Abort the precedent.

But, then again, why waste the effort?  We're talking about you 
right now.

Did the pen ever even enter into the ring with the sword?

The battle of the century is in your hands.  Full of crazy 
inclinations, you whistle your way past that sacred spot...in the 
alley, where they drop to their knees on a nightly basis.  You'll 
have to forgive this working-class crowd.  But you'll definitely  
want to stick around for the coming attractions.

And then, of course, the main event will be under way.  And believe
me, it's a fight worth attending.  Full of mercy and truly heroic
deeds and noble gestures.  

Ready to rumble?


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