the chop

ear phone in i start to see how long will this one go before I realize time past.  I'll need breaks to express the separate thoughts and at this point I'm in the midst of the chop.  We bounce and are rewritten.  When did that movie come out?  How can you be in favor of such things that cause mental rot?  (I am not talking to any of you but myself, there is a target that runs out, not on.  There was no hood that time but there will be today? well the rehearsals are ongoing but this cast is ready for a showing.  The pattern would suggest that silly is on the edge.  and when you factor erosion into the equation the down turn seems to be my willingness to stay still.  Marching orders would be preferable so 'twould be best to tuck and roll.


is this the input? is this from all these times i had other things playing a sound track from outside, which includes right now.  how can I make it more clear to me? all this chop is the perfect storm and it is closing in.  I'm telling you to close your eyes out of faith that it will fit into the plan. close these things out and run on into the changing curve of the approaching waves.  Raging red no match for the darkness of blind footing.  I am comfortable with my granite roots.  the buds are a tad shy and prune leary, but one must not become a small bush when shade is the order of the day.  One of those thousand year type days where orchards migrate all the way around and the children get lost in the size and shape of the passage of time. The tea is ready and spreadable honey needs the time to melt.