I'm soooo totally jealous

"O frabjous day!  Callooh!  Callay!"

The poem that makes me sooooo totally jealous is JABBERWOCKY.  This poem makes me jealous because it is madness at its best.  I mean, who doesn't want to go rest by the Tumtum tree?  Mister Carroll leads on a frabjoulous adventure mostly with words he made up when he was high.  It's awesome.

From the very beginning of the poem you are thinking, "WTF?!?!"  It's because throughout the whole poem you are trying to figure out what exactly a slithy tove is.  You cannot expect to read this poem one time and know what it means or even understand it.  I guess that is the beauty of a great poetry, and something that we should all try to emulate.  Enough coherency to make it readable, and enough nonsense to make it thoughtful.

Are we there yet?

I'm tired.  I'm tired of being tired.  I'm tired of people telling me they are tired.  I'm tired.
I'm tired of waking up in the morning and still feeling tired.  I'm tired of saying the same thing over and over again when people ask me how I'm doing.  I'm tired.
I'm tired of going to the store with no money and just looking at the stuff that I wish I could buy.  I'm tired of her not feeling the same way about me.  I'm tired.
I'm tired of not eating food because I'm worried about if my brothers and sisters have enough to eat.  I'm tired of not being able to have enough time.  I'm tired.
I'm tired of those boys walking around with their flat-brimmed hats and designer jeans.  I'm tired of those girls in the corner talking about those new boots or shoes or whatever.  I'm tired.
I'm tired of being so gentle.  I'm tired of not being calm.  I'm tired.
I'm tired of not getting there.  I'm tired of going on road trips with little brothers and sisters, and how they fight and yell and make weird sounds and sometimes its actually kinda funny.  I'm tired. 
I'm tired of are we there yet?  I'm tired because obviously we're not, and it's slightly annoying that you keep asking that, and disturbingly annoying that we aren't there yet.  I'm tired.

Love Is

Love is saying hello, then I do, and finally I'll see you again.  Love is walking across a bridge in the spring.  Love is carrying a nine mil cuz you gotta protect the ones you love.  Love is watching the fireworks night after night after night.  Love is a seeing that movie for the first time all the time.  Love is crying in your car, all alone, cause she didn't get it.  Love is running through the sprinklers while it's raining.  Love is | si evoL  .Love is Jimmering it every game.  Love is softly scratching a back.  Love is saying hello again.

The Trouble With Thinking

The trouble with thinking is that we do it too much.  We constantly think about how to handle situations or what we are doing that night or what we are doing that very instant.  We think about good things to say when we want to talk to people and we think about how we look, how we smell, or how we sound.  The trouble with thinking is that is too powerful for us.  And by us I mean humans in general.  Thinking is a powerful tool of creation.  Think of it if you will, as a search engine, like Google.  We type in what we want to find and millions of hits are returned to us, all promising some sort of connection to what we want.  The problem is that it is millions of hits!  How in the world are we supposed to process that much information?!  It's the same thing with thinking.  We start thinking of something and our brain gets going and we are doing good than all of the sudden we crash because we can't think anymore.  Either the ideas that came to us we have no interest in or we simply are overwhelmed or too scared to do anything about it.  Now I'm talking about a conscious thinking.  Sub-conscious thinking is another matter entirely.  It is called dreaming.  It is the ability to think with instinct.  To automatically create and destroy based on our feelings and our deepest, most base desires.  This kind of thinking comes to only a few consciously.  The trouble with thinking is that we overthink.  The reason it only comes to a few in consciousness is that we as humans are too subject to our petty and frail state that the sublime power of creation and destruction would be too much for us to handle.  Think Cold War meets Godzilla times the power of the sun.  It and we would consume ourselves because we haven't had the practice or the know how to deal with true thinking.  We should all try this true thinking sometimes.  Let go and let your mind and heart connect to make the decisions that you want.  The trouble with thinking is that we do it too much.  If this is confusing maybe it's because I am overthinking.  But then again, maybe you are.