The Odds Are

What one finally comes to realize is that the old saying don’t sweat the small stuff and it’s all small stuff is absolutely accurate.

All day long bad news laced with a little bit or piece of something good could have everyone filled with nothing but anxiety and depression when all around is really a wonderful world just waiting to be looked at if heads get pulled out of traps made my media moguls.

It’s nothing but a waste of precious time to find yourself thinking about anything other than something good. Even if your bones are aching and limbs might not be behaving like they used to, sitting still is good — so use those old bones and muscles for a fair excuse to sit and think or watch a movie. Better it would be to enjoy the best there is today — why wait or worry about something that might only come if you think it will. Think that it won’t or don’t think about tomorrow until tomorrow and maybe not even then — just live it.

It’s somebody else’s world the bad stuff is happening in if it isn’t right now happening to you. Of course it’s nice to wish them well and do what you can do to improve the chance that no one has to live badly — but if what you do can’t matter what’s the point of dwelling.

Can you rescue a kangaroo? If so, do. If not, what can you do? If there isn’t anything, don’t think about it anymore — after all, there is nothing you can do.

If you’ve spent your life voting and finally you come to the conclusion that nothing you’ve ever voted for has happened, what’s the point of spending more time wasted trying to figure out what to vote for that won’t happen anyway — the odds are?

Odds are worth using to decide how to spend time sometimes — at least as fair as someone else telling you what you should do.

“It’s everyone’s responsibility to vote.”

Wouldn’t it be better if the ones voting the opposite of what you want, didn’t? Someone’s probably rigging it their way and it will take another bunch of time to change that again and the odds aren’t looking all that good and someone else will load the odd the next time too.

The odds are, any guilt about not voting won’t do a thing to serve you well.

Just change the things you can — that’s all you can change — and mostly that is likely to be something to do with changing you.

The odds might improve if you try instead to protest with your art. Even at that they might not, but what would be better — to spend time being angry or doing art?

image: Jean-Michel Basquiat

 

Luxury And Freedom

It’s that time of night
when deciding to go to bed
or stay up late
is not a matter of choice
but a reason of being
Intending to
what needed to
might just have been
intentionally
ignored on purpose
A trick of stealing
luxury
and freedom
Not the PC kind
the real kind
“Do you want to donate
the change from your purchase”
Coercion isn’t choosing
That kind of consideration
puts a spell on
being happy
And tithing isn’t biblical
either
Guilt is an
attack
much like invasion
Whose God
is the real God
and will the real God
please stand up
Stay up late
but don’t fight
And make it up tomorrow.

 

Luxury and Freedom

Art: Amnesty International