One day when I was a child, I went to Sea World and watched fake mermaids and mermen pull fake pearls up from the bottom of a fake saltwater ocean. They passed them out to the other kids. I didn't get one. Even though I very politely kept my hand raised.
Missing out, I comforted myself by secretly feeling I was the gritty, little unnoticeable grain of sand that would one day become a fake pearl.
But, in those days I was naive to how bad the world blows. I remember when it seemed like everything would work out. That greatness was due me in adulthood. I was deluded.
Having arrived into adulthood, hand dead in the air, I'm still nothing but an infinitesimal, unnoticeable rock.
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Sometimes…ya know late at night..like 11:59pm..
ReplyDeleteI wonder if Mel Gibson is in any way aware that The 3 Stooges were Jewish???
Oh……
were all infinitesimal, unnoticeable rocks...
butt hay and don’t fret about it too much…
I would say ya made it to a pretty fuckin cool gritty fake peril..