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[paleo]

pretty much since always i've been wondering what it's all about. some days i wake up and i think i got the world on a string and i'm walking the dog (thanks for the yo-yo, brittany). other days not so much. i used to think a lot more about the real deep stuff though. i had this friend named jake once and he and i would talk a lot about the real deal sort of things. he's a nurse and a firefighter now. busy guy. but back then in third grade or so we were busy wondering what The Deal was. we were a great deal closer to birth than death at that point, so naturally we were wondering where things came from more than where they were going. we had just heard about this incident called the Big Bang, and we both came to the same conclusion that this guy God was the Singularity at the beginning of space-time, and that he had exploded. So, like people were saying, God probably was dead, but lived on in pieces in each of us and everything around us. Pretty cheesy stuff, and yet I don't think I've gotten anything quite so right before or since.

people are freaking about the swine flu. you may have noticed people are freaking about whatever they can get their hands on these days. i say fuck the swine flu. i eat swine flu for breakfast. it's time for a reality check. we're all on our way out people, always have been, always will be. that cane's been coming out from the wings since the day you stepped on stage. don't make no difference. when we was growing up my brothers and sisters and i, our parents would take us on vacation down in florida, tampa, where my mom had family. her great great grandfather George went down there in the 1800s sometime on horseback and settled inland on the panhandle. his son built one of the first libraries in lakeland county or something. must have been cool to be somewhere where it wasn't about tearing shit down but building shit up. these days it seems like the progress we need to make involves getting rid of all this stuff we've made in the name of progress. but it must have been pretty cool to show up and have what needed to be done be so clear and present. we need a well. we need a road from the well to the town. we need a garden. we need a dog to chase the rabbits from the garden. we need a bone to give the dog.

but i digress... after all that, after the bone was got, and the rabbit was had, and the garden grown, and the road laid, and the well dug, George's great great granddaughter was raising her kids in Illinois, and her husband my dad didn't think much of airplanes. He was certain as a curtain that plane was gonna go down. So on our trips down to Tampa we'd drive. A long drive for a little kid prone to getting carsick. 15, 16 hours? I'm certain some shoes got thrown up on, and I won't say by who, but we still got there in one piece (which is more than can be said of God, apparently). Which is more than could be said of an airplane in those days, or so we were told. My dad was a problem solver. Sure sometimes the problems were in his head, but he'd fix them just the same. So there's a flu out there and it's probably gonna kill ya, you all still gotta get to Florida anyway, so throw your beautiful babes in the car and hit the road. Our whole life gets swallowed up by fear of things, but there ain't nothing to fear people. Everything's all gonna be alright. "All good," as the Bob says. And the Bob's always right.

love,

paleo

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ps: i sold out and joined facebook. i don't understand how to use it. i feel like i'm playing some kind of super-boring role-playing game when i sign in.