O.D.A.A.T.

As I sit here and align my thoughts in this timeless plot, I recognize that’s all I have. But even then it’s a fallacy. Actually, it’s a puddle of water between my hands, slipping through my fingers. No, I can’t hold it. The dreadful emotion, cooking, roasting. Looking closer to dinner, and the table’s been set. And you ain’t the head. And you wasn’t prepared. Because awareness wasn’t apparent at the start of your simulation, your player one wasn’t ready Luggage wasn’t quite heavy when you used to levy I-40, back and forth from the Triple D to the Bluff, road trips or the Megabus. It was tough now you moving steadily downhill, trying to fulfill your desires with the feminine It got your freaky ahh caught up. And the keys you needed to succeed were exceedingly out of reach, so you resorted to inner violence and rioting over things that don’t matter in the bigger scheme. Oh, we tried to alert you. But it seemed even the realization of death, life sentences and impending pregnancies couldn’t save your life from crumbling, crumbling, crack! And now you down bad. But shit, you trying. Said that you gon’ make it, and you trying. Finding your way through the haziness of fate. Problems with no resolution, do you want a revolution? Well frankly, Kirk, you gotta become the captain of your own ship. As you trek the stars in this vast space, you ask yourself daily, “Do I fit in? Do I make the cut?”. Oddly enough, even in this vast space, a new star is born everyday. As it’s gases culminate and cultivate from the destruction inside, its illumination blooms to announce its arrival as the next member of an even greater constellation. So despite the complications, it’s destiny awaits. Recognize you don’t control the pace. Every issue which you face is just a portion of the race If you fall, then you rise. Most of all, enjoy the ride All we have is today, take it one day at a time