Mobe's days

The day's disdain shall never refrain from the pain that the rain will wash away. But tomorrows sorrow shall give cause to claim that today's was just yesterday's gain





This is a free thought process to which I intend to entertain and insiniuate debate and humor into what I consider a banal universe. I implore you to leave comment or critique and also to question my purposes if you so desire. It is my intent to invoke creative thought and even a new perspective, though I do not expect all to want the invasion of their minds for the duration of my soapbox. I will censor nothing, but cannot promise that it won't be at a higher desk. Enjoy!~mobe

Tuesday, December 31, 2013

Condition of Mankind



in the condition of mankind, it would appear it only takes two fucking Cheerios (people) to agree with one another before the whole bowl decides to connect in some twisted bodily chasm of a helix...

It doesn't matter that neither of the two original grains of thought are accurate, just the agreement is sufficient. This is the basis and fundamental core value of how the different political, ecological, theological, theoretical, parties exist upon. I can make up a complete lie and sell it so perversely as to getting one person to believe me and before you know it, the whole town can live that lie...perpetuate it as fact...

You see, nothing IS black and white. There is always going to be three sides to a story. Theirs, yours and the unbiased facts and truths the two of you want to cover up for your own personal gain.

This coming year should be about rebuilding a brother/sisterhood of all peoples. We are long past ignorance and there are few who can claim true ignorance as their own (malady) when there is so much information readily available...We have no excuses. We know what color we bleed and the color of the blood of the animals and people and plants...we know how to create life, reproduce life and to snuff life out...now what will you do in the coming year?

"Time escapes me. It escapes the you in life and the echo that was you...
   ...and it leaves trace so that you can 'memember
the cherished moments or reckon with the past.
What you do with your time...
...that is your mark, your legacy..."

~mobe's love to her all and her all to her loves.