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Wrote the following in response to alvin's "impromptu thoughts" (see smokemyganja.multiply.com). thought it apt to lift his spirits up. though, he usually does that for the lot of us most of the time.

*sigh* even jesters get the blues....


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live dangerously. announce it to the world. make love precariously --- atop a speeding minivan enroute to carcar. write poetry as if you were making love; make love as if you were writing poetry. live life as if you had one more day to live --- be with friends who matter, and enjoy the closeness and occasional entropy that your loving family provides --- therein lies the earthy essence of diversity --- dealing with the relatives. live, love and lust like there's no tomorrow, for only in living will you see what life is all about. ordinary was coined by people cloistered behind their mama's skirts, and their consuming fear of living. they feel that if they keep themselves intact, nothing can break, or can harm them in any sort of way.

then, they commit suicide.

live, love and lust. do not be afraid to announce your virility and hunger --- your lust --- for knowledge, for life, for and love. life has only one purpose: to allow us to break the barriers of "ordinary-ness" and aim for the glory of the divine. then, when we see things as angels see them, we will find that it's pathetically easy to live life. for now, rage, rage against ordinary living, against normal conditions and against simple intent. live, love and lust like the human beings we are!