Wednesday, September 16, 2015
Stinking Thinking
Bix stopped some with "Listen! You're outa control!
Your thinking has gotten totally fucked up, and you're
heading for disaster and humiliation!"
Most listened further.
"Any decision you make, however small, run by me!"
They did, and were forever grateful. Told others, Bix
acquiring the reputation of the cool one. But, of course,
a madman dwelt in him also.
Keeping him down, and others un-maniacal, added up to
his life, but got him tired.
And as he aged...well he arrived at the final fatigue as
we all do.
The graveyard is blistering, though they found a shaded
place by a lake.
Some walk there to think.
Labels: advice, adviser, disordered thinking, friendship, problems, stinking thinking, thinking
