Some blogJuan stuff that's ready to get out there.
the only thing left for me is art i'm running out of time for you to get good enough for me
remind me again, what am i waiting for?
When there's no longer a you to have problems,
they stop.
Turns out, it's no more special than this.
Why do I ever leave now?
people often ask, are we there yet,
I’m thinking, hell, we’re not even here most of the time. -or-
I’m thinking, hell, we’re not even here yet.
And now, a more-than-one liner:
What we call
Yesterday and Tomorrow
Future and Past
are here on earth right now, 'round the globe 2nite
Tomorrow comes from the east.
The past travelled west, even though it's earlier
The future is in New Mexico
How many ways can we mix up what we call
Now
All my best, your bobJuan.
Image stolen from here. Check it out. pretty cool stuff.
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