Monday, July 15, 2013

Recipe on How to Make a Choice

If there is any background information I should give you before you make this batch of choices, Let it be its origin.

Choices originated our of our minds,
Whereas many lovers believe it to be the heart,
The fact is; our hearts make choices without knowing they had one.
It distinguishes its faith through instinct,
And plants the seed that made us believe these choices aren't difficult to make.
It is a fairly simple recipe, involving the following.

First, set in a small pan a splash of hope on medium heat,
And watch as it evaporates.
Recollect the vapor with the expanse of your palm.
Then add 1 teaspoon of reality,
3 teaspoons of compassion,
With only a pinch of reasoning.
Mix in a smaller bowl,
Allowing each ingredient to blur onto the kitchen canvas.
Now cool this to the temperature of your heart.
While this is cooling,
Find the nicest cut of selflessness.
Marinate for 24 hours in nothing but self pity.
Once the time is over, you can do one of two things to finish preparation.
You can roll it up,
 and smoke it until you forget who you were making these choices for,
or…
You can use the grill of your flesh,
Let your blood bake it until it tastes as fresh as spring rain.
Once your own selflessness has made your heart tender,
Shred it with all the frustration you've contracted,
And pour your chilled glaze over it.
Serve with a loaf of relief,
A side of resolution,
And a glass filled with consequences.

We don’t know if the choices we ultimately decide are right or not,
There are no grading pens to our problems,
No four parts to pick from,
Only a long ass response to the times we believed we were the only ones that were right,
Even when we weren't.
Because we can’t pickpocket perfect outcomes.
We cannot steal questions only kisses,
We don’t lie our way to happiness, We lay next to it.
The hardest part of it all,
Is to determine who is left with a smile on their face.
To make their soul fly,
Or find a resolution that best suits you.
Think of it as an equation,
There are two variables,
But we can only solve for X or Y
Because any line we draw will only be crossed once
By the axis our worlds revolves around.
This is all a system,
A natural progression into the universal theme,
 Of the universe.
And somewhere out there,
A star wasn't able to make a decision on whether or not to implode.
You do.


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