WHO IS THAT MAN IN THE MIRROR

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Black holes and dark clouds and space dust are universal metaphors for what; that part of you that has no room for anything at all but the perfectly straight line that travels from the retina of your only remaining eye, returning when it will from the end of the universe, ignoring, no, completely oblivious to anyone else in you path; no, it’s the other way around, isn’t it?

Isn’t it?

It’ll pass, Old Friend.

It’ll pass.

 

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WHO NOT WHAT BY ZIPPETY ZOT

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The WHAT of life is found ‘neath the neck.

The WHO resides in the head.

What I want to know by zippety zot

Is Who is this in my bed?

The body’s familiar, it has two legs.

But who’s at the other end?

A woman it seems, she’s not a horse.

So what path down was I led?

This must be a dream, of course that is so.

Another one’s coming and

Off I shall go

I’m going

I’m going

I’m gone.

Goodnight.

 

WHO SAID THAT?

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Travel far enough (it is said) and you will meet yourself.

And Live long enough Mother said and you will see that everything that you can imagine has become real.

And Father said Look it up in World Book.

And Lao Tsu said that arguing misses the point.

And Jesus said “Bang”, (loosely translated as “I’ve been here since the beginning and I’m always gonna be here.”.

And I say that Everytime I find a Truth, it changes. Is there any Truth beyond the search for that Truth? I wonder. No, I don’t think so.

My Fortune, my Fame, the keys to my Cadillac for an hour over tea with a Know-it-all.

Peace? Perhaps an enema.

Lee Broom

 

WHO WHAT WHERE WHEN AND (NEVER NEVER EVER ASK WHY)

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Who asked that question; who wants to know?

What exactly is the question?

Where were you when this question first occurred to you?

When did this first occur to you?

Why is this so important to you? (Never mind.)

How did you happen to develop this train of thought? (There, that wasn’t so difficult.)

Have you developed any theories in your quest for data?

Is there a point beyond which you will cease to wonder?

Does it bother you that all your friends have the answers to these questions?

Does it bother you that your friends haven’t a shred of evidence to support their answers to your questions?