Damn the day just started and I do not know. There is somewhat no telling why or how, but there is something going on. Have some faith in yourself and your higher power; have some faith in yourself. Walk through the door inverted and wince at the sun. The rest of the song that is playing that somehow explains what is really going on. The lyrics in some other language though, the explanations terse and cryptic. The laughing sensation welling up in your throat getting swallowed over and over again. There on the mantle a knickknack or something from a memory already fading already gone somewhere. What is going on? The day is just starting. I am wanting meaning. Of something. I am wanting to have or to find some meaning. I believe there is a way I might. I do not know. For sure. But there is also a lot going on. There is a strange sort of a sense that something is strange and there is a sense. Of something on the horizon getting farther. Somehow. Going just about altogether out of sight. What is it? Can you see it go go go now? Where to? How? Hey. Tom Robbins died pretty recently, and that is tragic. I really like his work. I wonder what I could possibly write down on paper that might even remotely represent me or my heart chakra or my archetypal self or what have you. The lostness to the scripture read in the day. The inability to be able to tell what is going on. To a certain extent. But then, to a certain extent, I guess you just have to have faith. To believe that it will more or less sort itself out and that things will more or less be ok. To have a rhyme or a reason. At the end of the day. Of it all. What is going on? Hold your hand out, palm facing the ground. Try not to let it shake. Struggle. There is a way the song plays in the mind and gets sent out and the rest is history. There is a way the words coming do not need to know whatever else is going on. There is a way something good can work and something does and there is rest and the rest doesn’t even have to be known. Hold your heart. Well above your head. Keep it dry in this rainstorm, if you can. Do not share the fear of joy with anyone if you can help it. Do not hold on too tightly. Let go, or be dragged.