On the road of life, there's always a perfect time for you to pull over to the side of the road, turn off your engine and get out and walk for a while. It's time to feel like you're a bigger part of the journey. If you go too fast, you'll whisk right by beautiful, enriching people and places. Going slow you'll feel more content with where you're going.
Friday, September 15, 2006
Haste in Waste
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The monkey sees no time, only a space in doing things. It sees a fruits, it eats the fruit. It has an itchy ass, it scratches its ass. Forever swinging, forever having fun.
But, forever ends with the encroaching city and the big eyed fish will see the green of the grass on its side of the fence.
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