It's not amazing...it's classic'ly likely, that, everytime, I put up a post of 'difficult to accept' realization, I get a great big 'zilch', zip, nada on likes or comments. People really don't like hearing 'the bad news about the world tomorrow'.
Since, that's what I do...I don't get a lot of 'favorables', although, as a few know, I have a rich sense of humor, an advanced sense of irony, and I'm a loving person. Loving persons, don't necessarily trace their ancestry from 'goody two shoe's'. In my case, it was more like 'snowshoes'!
A lot of people get confused and tell me...'you're hard to follow. You jump around so much. You use so many words, I have to look up!' Well see, right there, is a clue! I am broadly informed. I write to everyone...not just 'to you'.
I write upon many subjects. I'm a poet...yes! I use words! I use words, you have to look up. That enriches you, for, 'in context' word use, 'is very useful', as Jim Carrey might say. Go for it! Look'm up! I look your's up.
Hell, I look mine up...but I got a pretty good idea to begin with. My muse is a 'Bruce whisperer'! Also, a practical joker! I'm never sure, anymore if most have a sense of humor. A few sure do, and I love'm! Ass's from donkeys, tomato, too mah toe, I don't delineate between obvious things.
I portray. I paint a picture. I skewer. I barbecue! But, I've read 'a lot' of worse things, than I write. I'm not even half way to repulsive, yet! So, what's the big deal? Maybe, it's 'the truth thang', the beast of the all seeing eye, that knows you through and through! That might be it.
Well, dang! Maybe, there never was any privacy. How about that...three letter agency? I just carry on. When nobody has the simple courtesy to admit, I hit a nerve...I drill deeper, until I hear 'the cottonmouth devil' speak! He always 'speaks' somehow.
I get 'this' too...'Why don't you choose a site, that's more like you'? Oh, let's see, where would that be, in the last pew, of the sealed church of silent hell?'People don't want to hear it...they ignore it. But, still in all...that 'annoying buzz' is me.
If there's 'no one' there, I go 'yoohoo...yoohoo, is there anyone there?' I've done that a few times, and then I continue right on, talking to myself, as I must assume...I always have!
None the less, I've said my piece, in the 'supposedly', free press of speech's freedom place! I know a few of you, quiet as you are...couldn't take your eye's off my moving balls, er ball...as you watched me bounce along! I'm glad, you follow me.
Smile!
Written by Bruce James Clyde, at Deming, New Mexico
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