I made a decision to kill the spiders. Extracting their webs has been quite a lesson in perspective. Healthy, happy and web free does not happen per chance, it takes massive amounts of discipline and daily disagreement with the intricate workings of the matrix. I have succeeded. Smart phones are a thing of the past. I have not been bitten by one in almost three months. May 16th was the day of reckoning or should I say “recognition”.
I Maybe I will return with a poem or two, maybe I won’t. The world will most likely keep spinning with or without me. Either way, I am healthy, happy and free.
Food for thought, the heart and stomach. May you find your way to healthy, happy and web free. Yummy!
Things you don’t learn in a crowd, in college or in a Church. Ultimate philosophy 101 by the Master Bob Dylan.
Subterranean Homesick Blues
Johnny’s in the basement Mixing up the medicine I’m on the pavement Thinking about the government The man in the trench coat Badge out, laid off Says he’s got a bad cough Wants to get it paid off Look out kid It’s somethin’ you did God knows when But you’re doin’ it again You better duck down the alley way Lookin’ for a new friend The man in the coon-skin cap By the big pen Wants eleven dollar bills You only got ten
Maggie comes fleet foot Face full of black soot Talkin’ that the heat put Plants in the bed but The phone’s tapped anyway Maggie says that many say They must bust in early May Orders from the D.A. Look out kid Don’t matter what you did Walk on your tiptoes Don’t try “No-Doz” Better stay away from those That carry around a fire hose Keep a clean nose Watch the plain clothes You don’t need a weatherman To know which way the wind blows
Get sick, get well Hang around a ink well Ring bell, hard to tell If anything is goin’ to sell Try hard, get barred Get back, write braille Get jailed, jump bail Join the army, if you fail Look out kid You’re gonna get hit But users, cheaters Six-time losers Hang around the theaters Girl by the whirlpool Lookin’ for a new fool Don’t follow leaders Watch the parkin’ meters
Ah get born, keep warm Short pants, romance, learn to dance Get dressed, get blessed Try to be a success Please her, please him, buy gifts Don’t steal, don’t lift Twenty years of schoolin’ And they put you on the day shift Look out kid They keep it all hid Better jump down a manhole Light yourself a candle Don’t wear sandals Try to avoid the scandalsUltimate Don’t wanna be a bum You better chew gum The pump don’t work ’Cause the vandals took the handles
Heartfelt Sunday Blessing and Beautiful Poem for Abundance and Joy on this Sunday, March 15, 2026. I have a great affinity and connection with trees and poetry. May they brighten your day.
