Reconnect to the Source

He stands there speaking circularly. So much to say... and I'm so confused. But he's funny. And clever. And why is it that complete baldness immediately produces credibility? I may shave the top of my head.

Pensive again. The record skips. Over and over again. Like a parrot that only knows one phrase. "I'm lonely, I'm happy, I've got it together and I'm falling apart." My heart gushes over and spills on the floor. She's unable to catch it. It drops and slowly evaporates in the air to rain tears down from the sky weeks later. Understanding the present is limited to the present.

"The past is over for all of us. The future is promised to none of us. All we get is this one. That’s all we get. "