there is a vast cosmic truth behind buying someone a sandwich
that very few souls in the known universe are aware exists...that
is , once the sandwich is purchased there is potential power
and control happening between the giver and the recipient
of the object in question .
what if the kids saw me needy and weak...trying to buy their
affection for god knows what sort of reason??? what if they
felt in debt to me for the frigging bread and a strange
looking bun that these people seem to always put their lard
between???
the truth that is before us here is that most people really
dont believe in the overflowing transcending beauty of love...the
universe , instead , is seen as a power struggle...winning
affection...having something that another desires...even
having the ability to make another feel a certain way...which
is a very deceptive counterfeit to love...is what allows all
things to ebb and flow.
i could have told the little fuckers that i bought them
lunch to make myself feel good about myself...that would
have been a very plausible story...but , shit , it really
didnt matter...they were just kids...their hearts were not
aware that love is a very scarce commodity...more rare than
do-do birds...or even the homosexual version of big foot...love
is ,in fact , the most rare and precious of all things...as
jesus said :''a pearl of great price''
most people never learn how rare or how beautiful love is...they
either never really play ''the game''...or they never get
deep enough with even their spouses to see if the love and
acceptance is real or they arnt even looking for it in
the first place...just stimulation and good feelings , sexual
or otherwise...fuck , maybe they are just too stupid to
look back at their own personal history to see how things
fell apart over the course of a life time .
regardless , one wonder where sandwiches go sometimes...i
mean , besides the shit house and then back to the sea...strangely
enough...they werent even very good sandwiches.
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