So, yesterday
was a schizy day,
with the brain
going bonkers
and funny noises
and odd little voices,
so I got all anxious
and naturally
took a pill,
like I should
in such circumstances,
but I woke up
today
with a much better brain,
and meditated,
and felt better,
and listened
to music,
and felt better,
so I went out
and did my errands,
like yesterday
never happened,
and all is well
here on the happy farm.
So it is
a cool morning,
this morning
in August
here in Michigan,
and I went out
before dawn
to sit
on the patio,
and the darkness
woke me up
and so did
the coolness,
and I did
many practices,
like my chi kung
and my reflexology,
and the air
was light,
and there was
a mechanical sound
in the distance
to the north,
and so,
when the day arrived
as the sky lightened,
naturally,
a bird sang.
Well, I gave up
tonight
on my dreams
of a cure for myself
and of success,
because these
have been weighing
me down
for years,
and the world tells us
to hold on to our dreams,
but I suggest
letting them go,
or flushing them
down the toilet,
and these dreams
were the goals
that I set out
to accomplish
at some early stage
in my life,
but after forty or so years
of trying and struggling,
I see now
that I'm better off without
some stupid dream
that just bugs me.
If you have
a severe problem
that affects
your whole life
like me,
or if you have
two severe problems
that affect
your whole life
like me,
we have to change
our whole lives,
and that's
not easy,
and since
my problems
are hard-wired
in my body/mind,
they can't be cured
but only
lived with,
so I have done
the things that need to be done
to change my whole life,
and I'm living with
my syndromes,
but you know
it ain't easy.
So, I guess,
that God and the gods
are aliens
on other planets
who can't help us
because it will interfere
with our evolution,
and Buddha
showed us the way
but I've tried
for forty five years
and can't get far
with that,
and Christ
died for our sins
so that we could feel better
in church,
but as we all know
the world is all screwed up
with wars and murder
and crimes and injustice
and poverty and suffering,
so, I guess,
if we're going to save
the world
we have to do it
ourselves.
I have only had
one surgical procedure
done to me,
and my doctor
said
that it doesn't count,
because it was
my right, lower
wisdom tooth
that was
removed,
and they put me
under
with some great drug
which got me
really high,
and then
the doctor
or dentist
or whatever
just pulled it out,
and I said
to my dad
as we were driving home,
"Well,
that wasn't exactly
like pulling teeth".
