I am the great God Con Ve Nience. Sacrifice to Me. Give Me everything. Sacrifice your time in the hunger for more time. Give to Me your treasure in the thirst for more treasure. Sacrifice quality, craftsmanship, reliability, dependability, durability and endurance for the sake of Me, always Me and Myself. I am Con Ve Nience. Bow down and if you find yourself with child, how inconvenient, sacrifice the very fruit of your womb, disavow your words of love and devotion, your imploring need, because all you really want is Me. I am Con Ve Nience. Offer me your soul. ƒ
Ripping
In the old days a man faced a six foot plank with a rip saw and he wanted two planks so he began. He marked the plank with a ruler and a pencil and he drew a line where he wanted to saw and he began. He began to saw all the way down that six foot plank because men do what men do. It’s between the man and he job and every man knows this and no job gives a damn. So he began and he sawed and sawed and sawed and after about the fiftieth stroke his muscles began to remind him of softer tasks, but of course he ignored he whispers of ache and pain. He ignored the screams of ligaments and tendons when they came and the sweat and death like grip of his hands on the saw. He sawed and sawed and sawed and after […]
Smoking
It isn’t really about the nicotine or the tars and resins. It isn’t about the warnings. It’s really about the snap of the lighter when you shut it, the placement of the flame so close to your face, the first wraith of smoke ascending into the air like your life and the love you feel like the burning tip beneath the ash. That’s what its really about, honey. You got a light? ♥