Run around baby, round, round.
Someone called me today. Didn’t reconize the number.
I answered and heard whispers and then they hung up.
Strange.
Maybe they did it just to make me wonder.
Or it was a wrong number.
I don’t know.
Do you know it by simply hearing a voice?
New Years is coming.
I don’t like the holiday.
It’s a silly holiday.
Celebrating the transition of one human created time frame to another.
People get drunk and make empty promises.
Some enjoy the potential created but I am not so optimistic.
Last year I saw Se7en right after the ball fell.
It creeped me out and it felt fitting.
One crap year transforming unto another.
We’re all committing one sin or another.
Not that I care or judge.
I am certainly no different from any of you.
We’re all the same slowly rotting incubators of bacteria.
Feeling superior over the other animals because we have the gift of thought.
Perhaps it’s more of a curse, sentience.
However that is up for all of us individuality to decide.
Whether to hide behind a illusion of sanity or embrace the inevitable madness.
Who are any of us to judge what is right and wrong?
The only one fit would be a higher power… and
I don’t believe.
So I can do what I want… until society deems it wrong.
Then I am faced with a choice
Do I want to continue to fall under society’s graces?