Conversation over Air and CoffeeA Poem by JediMobiusFalling asleep at the button, like falling asleep at the wheel, is discouraged at all times, especially when attempting to navigate parked cars. I notice myself slacking, after having berated everyone else first for the same offense. Perhaps I thought I had fixed it unlike my helmsmen, my second in command, the communications officer, even though he deserved it. I make a mental note not to be blind of large objects impeding my vision in my mind’s memo pad, which has a tendency to find itself too close to vents and flames and the like, but the voyage presses on with or without documentation. We’re all superheroes waiting for villains to face though maybe there aren’t any, only victims and citizens who require assistance. Teaching ourselves to learn presents its challenges, but it is our duty as pioneers of a new era to establish a self-help existence. The world is our classroom and there is no bell at the end of the day, only a well-earned rest as class starts again over breakfast, or saving lives as the case may be.
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Added on February 9, 2012 Last Updated on February 9, 2012 AuthorJediMobiusGrand Rapids, MIAboutProperly: a prolifically impassioned, pleasantly pedantic -- paradoxically, poetic & playfully patient -- polymath of progressively populous pursuits proclaiming optimistically the profoundly paramoun.. more..Writing
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