Focus, I must have focus, I must side with the direction that will inevitably thrust me forward, not carry me back. Through some good nudges and reflection I’m starting to get glimpses of that concept and I’m embracing them. Read something somewhere that said to have new you must get rid of old (make room, essentially) which I came across after I’d already started doing just that. Moving forward sounds good, it’ll prove something, perhaps disappointing, regardless the results can’t be as bad as repeating the guy that fell off the boat; Pete and Repeat were on a boat first, so hit rewind and represent, fuckers (do I need liner notes there to point out that I’m so goddamn clever that I just made a crazy awesome pop-culture reference? I agree: totally unnecessary.) I bought a printer to start printing off old files and then delete them. I’m full of discovery and creation; there’s no need to cradle my past when I’m currently just as…full of room to grow; groom to row? Gloom bestowed? Blow whose nose…who knows?
“Wealth was an inferior object; but what glory would attend the discovery, if I could banish disease from the human frames, and render man invulnerable to any but a violent death!” This book is intoxicating; but instead stumbling after consuming from it, I’m left excited and in thirst of more knowledge, as in the way Doc Frank sought knowledge.
I put the middle entry above in crooked letter to accentuate an entry made between an actual entry. Between the quotes is the quote, outside is me...ha! Here’s to tomorrow may we only need today.
-xkp
Side note: I went looking through my library and picked up my Slang dictionary and started reading a few entries. I’ve surmised that: though not owning an Urban dictionary, my slang tome is about as culturally practical as an Amish Do It Your Self Electricity Guide (lots of candles).
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