People

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Are strange

worrying about such small things

holding on to such small things

shit, they worry about a car wash

a mowed lawn, a tidy room

and somehow miss to think about the really

important things, the important thing

the arguments are usually small arguments,

gossiping behind each others’ backs over goofy shit

not BIG arguments

the important shit seems to miss most of them,

I think about the important, the BIG THING

and all the small shit disappears

it’s like the hurricane is coming

and you’re worried about the missed space

on the lawn in which the mower missed

so unimportant in the grand scheme of things

and this is how the strange human mind works

unfortunately

“why did the lawn mower man miss that patch of grass,  why did he missed that patch of grass!!!”

 

they scream ridiculously.

Sitting like A Buddha

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I wanna sit down

and be quiet and get to know myself

in silence,

it’s hard to do that

i’ve sat on park benches and tried to understand others, by observing them,

movements, strides, clothing, shapes, skin color and all

but not myself, that’s a lot easier to do, and still impossible

but…

but

to know myself, that takes time and silence

and I’m addicted to alllll this stuff,

sights, sound and noise coming at me

and work… those 40 hours…that paycheck

if I was brave I would quit it alllll

and go towards the isolation road

but I don’t

the world has me in her clutches

and rides me as she pleases

and I forget it all, like a lap dance