Has any one supposed it lucky to be born?
I hasten to inform him or her it is just as lucky to die, and I know it.
I pass death with the dying and birth with the new-wash’d babe, and am not contain’d between my hat and boots…
—Walt Whitman
Jack asked if this is as good as it gets
Some are hedging their bets
I think it gets better
Still, I get wrapped around the axle
And you might too
I’m caught up in what’s urgent
Forgetting what’s important
I miss the forest for the trees
Our meat suits betray and give way
While the soul was built to stay
This life is a mist
And that’s the point
We often miss
They call this place Earth School
And pre-K at that
Sipping or knocking back…
It’s a sweet and sour aperitif—
How we live shows what we believe
“What if this is as good as it gets?” —Melvin Udall (Jack Nicholson)
“There is only one plot—things are not what they seem.” –Dale Washberg/Jim Thompson