To be alive Wondering why I came here Unsure of what to do next Knowing that there must be a Good reason But unsure of what that might be Feeling constantly suspended Between utter oblivion And Supreme Adoration of The All Of It. In times like this All I can do Is hang in there Suspended Until I sync up With the Great iPod In The Sky And download new Files Of Ultimate Understanding And Pure Unadulterated LoveJoyBeauty In the meantime I will just pet my doG And know that All Is Well
How clever You are All the components which have brought me to this place Right here This perfect place Right Now This Perfect Time How hilariously clever of You All the people and things which have Directly and indirectly Brought me exactly what I asked for All the seemingly mundane circumstances Which have been so divinely orchestrated As to allow me to be here Now. Thank you for being so clever
Here I am Now Where? Here? Where is Here? Now. Where will I be? Does that matter? Tomorrow will become Now But don't worry about that Now. You can worry later. But you cannot exist later. Later is always just a little out of reach Is it Now yet?