Set-to in school. Fight for your right
to some education, but prop one eye
lazily wide open upon futures all the
while. You'll see when you're there,
now - big time! Crop up a bumper’s
worth of foolproof fantasy job titles
that fit your general description!
Accept every one of them!
Throw yourself into the business, do
your level best to blow education and
expectation away. I mean your own.
It’ll be possible to blow by others on
this, as they weren’t even expecting
such things to begin with - let alone
from you! Give ’em time, once they
get to know you, they’ll look forward
a bit. Readier, perchance. En garde!
As the fencemasters used to say, sitting
between two yards and whitewashing the
barrier - a picket line indeed, but with one
chief nuisance: due to a trick of the light
(which you’d be quick to catch), the grass
looks as green on either side as they other
used to! No wonder those fencemasters are
so quick with the brush.
Whitewash heightens everyone’s colors
to lush hues. Bravo!
I hope.
Anyway, make the hard work noise
for real, with zeal but don't lose sight
of why you make it. It's the leisure
noise, right? That's where creation
finds its recreation, and we arise
anew, all ready to reeducate
and fight.
Not in a violent way, ideally. But
sometimes in life, we need to upheave
you'll know when it's right. When
the time comes. 'Til then, don't
believe. Just know how you
can't be deceived.
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