Saturday, August 6, 2011
I jointed a group my friend Gordon suggested called "Miscreants' Academy." I is fun to play different things. Our brains make us play different things, sort of like dreams I guess. I feel sorry for people who don't know what the concept of play is. They are people who are very unhappy are not so much fun on the sensual and biological interaction side. Since this is a "G" rated blog I will let the readers interpret further on that statement.
Anyway I digress. The whole point of this post is about bananas. I actually had a real banana tree in my back yard once. The bananas were the little ones that they don't sell in stores. There are many philosophies about selecting bananas in the store. If you go to the store you see bananas in "hands" - that's what I call the groups of six or seven that are still connected. (that may even be a real term - it sort of sounds like a real term) There are some people that just snap off one or two from the hand. They unconsciously plop them in their shopping cart and move on.
Now this part is going to sound goofy - but I guess this must add something to the total picture of who I am. I can never pull some bananas off from their little banana group. That is because I feel very sorry for the bananas - that they are torn away from their friends. I know that is crazy because I take them home and eat them, but it is hard to break them up. I have been thinking about this wacko theory for a few days now, and I think it is due to my feeling that humans have friends and that friends are some cosmic connection of some sort.
Well thank you for taking the time to read this post.
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