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Let them have it; it's theirs

 Beauty goes out of the world and it's only the beating of flesh that fills the air. It's only the moaning of some whore made good by the bank balance of a richer man. Let them bang on at it. Let the flesh smells rot the air. As for this withering part of the tree, As for me:  I will enjoy the last rays of the sun.  People are such a disappointment.

Rise of the odd-lookers

 Often things are more obvious than we realize. On the other hand, we often we don't recognize things that are too obscure. There is no rule to distinguish between the two. Often things that seem obscure are really obvious. Often things that are obvious are really obscure.

Girls are like that. Sometimes they seem obvious in their intention and other times they dance just on the edge of reason. 

A girl who I saw at the laundromat who works at the local church school considers me overfriendly. I got a sense of this the other day when I launched a big open smile at her in the dining hall of that said school. All that I got in return was a blank look of "are you really doing this? Really?"

Girls are very honest. Girls "think" with their feelings. Just as men think with their brain, girls have no choice in that. Their brain is emotional. It all registers on their face with the openness of a clear blue sea at dawn. 



                                                       Surrealist art courtesy of Eric J Moffitt

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