You did your time. You gave a shit. Good was on your mind. And them who imagine, Life is freedom. Those folks get left behind. ‘Cause it’s not. A good slave is their own best slave. Whippin’ themselves into shape. And their life. Thank you, friend. Barry out.
Archive for December, 2014
Many folks are not themselves. They get told as much the day after they are not themselves by others who are not them. Thank you, friend. Barry out.
Most folks know about eyes. They look directly into some, avert their gaze from others, and almost never peep into their own. Thank you, friend. Barry out. There’s something happening here What it is ain’t exactly clear There’s a man with a gun over there Telling me I got to beware Buffalo Springfield – Somethings Happening Here Lyrics […]
Most folks are not alike. They might have been born at same o’clock but they are not the same. Thank you, friend. Barry out.
This guy’s barn burned down. His neighbors built him a new one. This guy was nice to his neighbors. Before the fire. Thank you, friend. Barry out. Dirivitives or however you slime it.
Most folks know about stupid. They have suffered occurrences or waves of it themselves but then later they couldn’t do a thing wrong! Thank you, friend. Barry out.
The company doesn’t care about you. You are just a number. Okay, you’re not JUST a number. You’re a number like everyone else. Like Tuesday the Fifteenth. Not a bad thing. Just is. So they can find you if they need you. You, on the other hand, care about the company. Even when you say […]
Most folks have had a stomach ache. They also wanted to run faster than the monster but both solutions were out of their control. Thank you, friend. Barry out.
Most folks have been spanked. They either felt the lash agin their skin or their heart was scraped via empathy and they hunted deep inside their genes, haunted by those genes. Thank you, friend. Barry out.
Most folks have wished for more help. They mused “if I had a third hand” then they find a stick which they use as a prop and by gawd if they don’t pull themselves up! Thank you, friend. Barry out. The Third Man – Anton Karas
You got this stack of egg shaped coins. They have a hole punched in them offcenter. These coins lined up on a peg uniformly are a certain size and shape. Move the various coin layers out of sync with it’s neighbour and many shapes and core sizes may be attained. All by each coin being […]
I don’t want people to die building a motherfucking dam. And I don’t want to be taken out by something only there for a short time. Like hitting a train or some idiot parked on the side of the road at night. (this was way before Google Car, alright?) Rain and snow. Uh uh. […]
Most folks know squat about septic ejectors. They know and hope that shit isn’t stored inside their toilet but once it’s outa sight, their shit is outa mind and a large part of being human is whisked away to parts unknown by people unknown, until they have a back up. Thank you, friend. Barry out.
Most folks know about poison. They understand that poison usually is administered via mouth or through skin transfer without considering eye poisoning. Thank you, friend. Barry out. How you seeing things? Like you want to, or how someone else wanted you to? Hmm?
Most folks know about pancakes. They can be stacked one atop the other but ‘stackability” should not be the main ingredient of yummy pancakes. Thank you, friend. Barry out. If you say smart shit you’ll inevitably say stupid shit. Don’t say smart shit? Likely won’t say stupid shit either. Just other people’s shit.
Many folks know about the butterfly effect. They understand that small actions at the exact right time can have huge effects over huge areas and it all depends on the butterfly’s flapping wings. Thank you, friend. Barry out. I’m telling you right now. We ARE making it happen! Chicago – Dialogue Part I & II […]
Most folks dislike confrontation. They get stomach cramps and a tight chest and sometimes without realizing it, a twitchy trigger finger. Thank you, friend. Barry out.
Most folks worry. They just don’t put a time limit on it. Thank you, friend. Barry out.
Most folks underestimate themselves. They work for less than they are worth, sell themselves short at praise-time and live life as if they were acting in someone else’s play. Thank you, friend. Barry out.
Most folks know about certainty. They understand that certainty is purchased from uncertainty through choosing options until there are none. Thank you, friend. Barry out.
Most folks are easily stumped. They say “I have no idea” so quickly that it jumbles up the works of their answer maker. Thank you, friend. Barry out.
Most folks are better sayers than doers. They say they are gonna do this and say they’re gonna do that but they usually wind up doing what they normally do which is nothing. Thank you, friend. Barry out.
Most folks are reactionary. They experience an event and react to it and if someone is guessing what may occur and acting on that assumption, hello chaos. Thank you, friend. Barry out.
Most folks come when called. They feel compelled to stop whatever they are doing, even if it is nothing, to respond to the rumble of a distant commander. Thank you, friend. Barry out.
Most folks know about Monday. They understand that Monday means the same shit but a new day on account of each damn day also being numbered. Thank you, friend. Barry out.
Most folks are addicted to chewing. They love ice cream one time and every time thereafter they get a little more willing to up chuck ice cream. Thank you, friend. Barry out.
Most folks are their own. They are their own worst enemy and own best friend and own best critic if they just own up to it. Thank you, friend. Barry out.
Most folks know about luck. They don’t believe for one minute that god alone would put them in this predicament so yes it must be luck. Thank you, friend. Barry out.
Oh fuck. My dad. My dad was original. When my dad was drunk and in your room, my dad owned that room! He’d be knocking people’s hats off and shit. Smack! Flips your hair and your hat’s in your hand. Unless you were holding some food… But on the curling ice, man. That’s where […]
Most folks know about staring. They know that in the north american culture it is rude but in police work it is critical. Thank you, friend. Barry out. You fucking feel me punk?!