if libras are one thing we are lovers

if we are two things we are peacemakers and lovers

if we are three things it’s

cool

under

pressure.

which is why the xbi is filled with libras.

maybe something happens at 50 though

or maybe it’s the fact that the cubs won the world series and life no longer has meaning

but things have been bothering me recently.

the dumbest things.

the dumbest things in the world.

things that have zero meaning in the universe when it comes right down to it.

and earth to tony: goal posts do move. people change their minds about things.

people are not completely predictable reliable narrators.

and, no, not everyone is transparent.

so what.

yours is the kingdom of heaven.

run away from things of the earth.

fucking meek are gonna inherit this

ignore this.

jesus didnt run around getting pissed off deep down inside about this or that.

there were a few times, sure, in the money changing temple

in that super big crowd for some reason

and right when he was gonna get ratted out.

im sorry, BETRAYED

but for the most part he was chilly chill.

got home today and i wanted to cry.

even though i had the best uber ride with these two mexican kids on their way to the snoop dogg show

west LA to staples on 2.5 surge.

maybe some people cry when theyre happy.

maybe some people can get happy.

me, as they trained us way back when,

i just get hungry.