Why Bob’s Never Lost

gpsby Brad Rose

Just wait, there’s a lot more to come.  Life is filled with promise.  Some say neural sampling has already been secretly invented.  Just little bits of whatever you think. I warn you, whatever you do, don’t dare think pink polka dots.  If I close my eyes, I can see the ceiling of my pre-frontal cortex.  What’s in front of that?  OK, so you’ve spent a lot of hard-earned cash getting this far. Don’t worry.  I’m not just shouting into this drunk telephone. It’s a mysterious holiday.  I can’t help it.  I speak anagrammatically.  It’s not a talent, exactly, it’s more like a latent gift.  I did a lot of research to find out if this is true.  My research tells me that we still need to do a lot more research before the question can be answered.  But we’re off to a fine start.   In the pre-digital era, we had only mechanical pencils and were forced to walk to school each day, in black and white.  (Odysseus was no navigator,  that much is clear.)  In this over-processed moment, I can’t tell you how surprised I was to discover that I dined last night on the itsy bitsy spider.  Fortunately, the slide rule isn’t a law, it’s just a guideline. The world is filled with huge statistics. Of course, this is ninety-nine percent hyperbole.   Luck is the innate ability to solve insoluble dilemmas, some of which may be moot.  Many experiences are so unique they are worth having twice.  An alias however, may prove to be very handy.  I can’t wait to execute my best ideas. How about you?  You may fear that I’m going nowhere, fast.  No need to worry. My GPS always knows precisely where to find me.


Brad Rose agrees with Paul Valéry, who said “Every view of things that is not strange is false.” Except, he’s pretty sure it’s vice versa. bradrosepoetry.blogspot.com/
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