Cheating Time

A few of the time things I have blogged about in the past. They seemed to make sense to me in the past. But at this time I am not so sure. One thing is for sure. Times Up!

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OVER TIME

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I would no doubt use it as I have used time in the past. Extra time for making a to-do-list of things I want to get done but never seem to do. Stacking things that used to be stacked there and stack them “ober by der” as we say here in Chiraq. Consuming more things than I need to consume. More still now that I have this extra sixty minutes. Maybe watch “60 Minutes”. That hasn’t made it back onto my endless television consumption regatta. Extra time to not eliminating enough of the things I should have been eliminating for years but never did. I did get them off my to-do-list. Speaking of getting off, I would not reproduce anymore. I have reproduced enough, but may fill those sixty minutes doing what we humans do to reproduce without fear of the base fruit result of my burning lust. All the sixty minutes I have accumulated over my life span has allowed me that benefit of being chronologically adept.

I hope.

But mostly I would spend those sixty minutes being suspicious that there really hasn’t been an additional sixty minutes added to the earths rotation. Just a re-sizing of the unit of measurement. Kind of like the fun size candy bar. So I would spend that interminable perceived added time searching conspiracy sites on the internets to see just how we had been fooled again.

Times up!

But I wasn’t counting.

Or counting on it.

http://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_prompt/twenty-five-seven/

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TIME

Patience is entirely codependent on our perception of the importance of the passage of what we commonly refer to as time.

No time, no patience required.

So if you believe time is Krugerrands you might very well have less patience than Krugerrands.

Times up!

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/patience/

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ITS TIME

Override Oblique Opaque Oligarchy Operations Or Owe Outlandish Offerings Outright Owning Oblivion Obscurity Obfuscation Of Obvious Ontological Oopsies

NUMBER 2039857205978

Oh My!

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/opaque/

Note:  The crux of the biscuit is the missing apostrophe 

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THE CEMENT SHOES OF TIME

I have a friend I have known since childhood. Our bond is the bond that only time can bind

The likelihood that our paths would even cross today is highly unlikely. I have no doubt our first encounter would be cordial, jocular, and entertaining. But it could never be the same relationship shared experiences have wrought.

I would have it no other way.

You can thank the brevity of this post on being typed on my phone.

http://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_prompt/delayed-contact/

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Even though this post is a retrospective on past musings, it still took me some time to put this post together so I hope I get some here and now points for this. But if you walk away feeling….

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I Understand

More Sugar!

Why yes. Yes I am a cereal offender. Worse yet I was a cereal eater. I confess. I have mixed Coco Puffs with Fruity Pebbles. I’ve cut Fruit Loops with Rice Krinkles. I’ve snapped crackled and popped into my bowl Sugar Smacks on street corners and dank alleyways of my town. Even licked the frog for an extra jolt. It was GREAT!!!!. That was until I got Apple Jacked one cold and rainy night in an gangway So I sailed with Captain Crunch to Toucan Sam’s tropical island and have even stolen a leprechaun’s magically delicious Lucky Charms.

I am a serial cereal offender.

But I have seen the light. Now I resided on Keto Island, where Keto and I fight crime. Well Keto fights crime. I just sus things out and he drives. I am The Green Honey Comb. Bwah Ha Ha

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Sad Slack

Craiyon
try to cut people
more slack than you are willing
to cut for yourself
all that slack just may make
the world seem a better place
best thing about low
expectations is that you've
given sufficient
slack already for almost
all things you'll meet on your way

now excuse me I
have some serious slacking
off planning for the
holiday season and the
new year's great expectations


Mythos

Craiyon
early winter dusk mythos
has the voice of a fashion 
model who is taken to 
drink and turning tricks.

nothing beats a real myth
bourne of chilly north winds blow
sweeping rationality
away from the glow

of the warmth around the hearth
authentic in its cloying
heat keeping passion kindled
through the drafty night