anti-gravity

6 feet... above

Here, take this ladder, and climb it. Then climb all the way to the top and proceed to tear down all of the Christmas crap people have zip tied to the plastic tree that is hazardous to our environment. AND DON'T BREAK ANYTHING. And make sure you inhale the glitter, wear the static flocking in your hair, and slit your wrists with the garland.

Here is a tin of leftover Christmas re-gifted popcorn.

CONSIDER THIS HORRENDOUS JOB DONE.

1. Plastic Christmas trees will never, I repeat NEVER, fit back into their original boxes.
2. Pre-lit trees always bust, and you'll end up restringing by next year.
3. I hate snowmen and small child-size figures of Santa Claus. Creepy.
4. Garland is nice, but it gets dirty, dusty, and it might as well attract termites, lice, or maggots. Because it sucks that much.
5. Christmas tree ornaments are a great gift, but never gift one to me. If everybody did that, every year, then  I would have a lot of crap. Please, no Christmas-themed ANYTHING, if you can help it. It will accumulate because I have this terrible problem about not being able to throw anything away. A snowflake Waterford Crystal glass every now and then might be accepted, MIGHT.
6. I'm all about the lights. Especially if they are not tangled. If they are tangled, hang them as tangled. Life is not perfect, and your strand of lights will not be either. Deal.
7. When it comes to Christmas decorations, less is more. Even in a multi-million, billion, home, yes I've been to several these past few weeks, Less Is More. Please, dear rich people who hire people to decorate and undecorate their crap [because they deny their selves the joy of doing it themselves (and family bonding and other honorable joys that it takes to self-run your own home)], understand that I know they say "Go big or go home," but do realize that you are already at a grand home, and you've gone big, too big.

On a lighter note, I am employed, so ye of wealth, order on.

Yawp

I sound my barbaric yawp over the roofs of the world.

Too noisy

We live in a noisy world. Our world is too noisy. We are the world, and it is noisy because of us. We are the problem, we cannot get away, and we do not wish to get away because we believe that silence will be the death of us; however, on the contrary, only the silence can revive our deafened spirits. 

Eventually, it is my hope, that even though we will be deafened by the noise, we will be subjected to take moment and listen to the beautiful reparation symphony of silence. 

Unfortunately, it seems that we deny silence it's right, our right, and turn up the volume. What then shall happen? How deafened by noise can a human be before he loses all other senses. Surely the noise will take a rampant toll. 

Isn't that the point, though? A distraction from the One from whom silence was created. 

Yaddah yaddah no one reads this, tea and crumpets, figs when in season
The silence shall be our revitalization! 
Have a conversation with the silence, the stillness, and you will be able to sort out your thoughts that have been entangled and plastered with the ideas of this world. 

Speak to the One, and ask to not miss for the blessing of silence. Seek it, and then you shall be still. 

Study abode

Might I point out that studying in bed trumps sitting in an uncomfortable chair in a cold and crowded library. Call me a recluse, but keeping up any kind of studying appearances leeches critical concentration.

gum under the table

I've never had the twisted urge to stick my slimy piece of gum underneath the table until now. I ponder this unusual propensity, laboriously chewing on what will soon be found by someone else's fingertips in disgust.

I sure hope all of the past chewed pieces of gum that I have come across in my day have been the recipients of a similar gravity and have not been the object of some nonchalant and hurriedly placed piece of flavored rubber.

A strategically placed piece of gum surely deserves more consideration than that.

here

In a haze of stormy haze,
I'll be round, I'll be loving you always, always.
Here I am and I take my time,
Here I am and I'll wait in line always, always.