August 28, 2011
Trust? Placed on a platter for all to see, the grand scheme of things makes its play for the juicy parts, the meaty, succulent parts that bleed when you call, come when you bleed; they have a time of it, greeting all who pass with portents delicious, predictions portentous, crystal balling you to the hilt and saying nothing, doing nothing, feeling nothing when you bend to satisfy and get it up the trust canals...trust? Who can say? What to trust? Trust yourself for one. Go the other routes befitting the routes befitting you, then you'll see, see what's what.