Monday, October 4, 2010

Your life

Your life.
How it should be.
Better than Anything.
Better than drugs, the heroine, the crack, the coke, LSD, weed, acid, ecstasy, or whatever else has ever lifted you off.
Better than sex, the passionate kind, blow jobs, reversed cow girl, doggie or 69, any old Thai fantasy or anything you ever saw in the Kamasutra.
Better than rock and roll, the Stones, the Beatles, James Brown, Bruce Springsteen, U2, Muse, The Chili Peppers, Flobots or any of that real stuff.
Better than anything you ever ate, peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, Oreos, Ben and Jerry's ice cream, hamburgers, Teriyaki chicken, grilled steaks, caesar salad or whatever else tickles your taste buds.
Better than Martin Scorcese movies, Clint Eastwood and his movies, Jack Nicholson, Robert deNiro, Sean Penn, Brat Pitt, Diane Keaton, Jodie Foster, Nicole Kidman or anyone who has ever brought you to tears.
Better than the San Francisco bay, Machu Picchu, the entire Caribbean, the Great Barrier reef, the Amazon, Bora Bora, France, Italy, New York, the Grand Canyon or Yellowstone.
Better than Lara Croft, Naomi Campbell, Angelina Jolie's lips, Cindy Crawford's hips, Marilyn Monroe's kiss or the Olson twins.
Better than the first step on the moon, the Hubble telescope, Mars landings, the invention of the wheel, the internet, Mac computers, 24, rocking chairs, the beach, Christmas, winning the lottery or the fortune of Bill Gates.
Better than the smell of the forest after the rain, or of the first flowers of spring.
Better than falling in love or the first kiss.
Better than watching the sunset lying on the beach with the sand still warm from the afternoon, with the person you love right next to you.
Better than finding out that the item you were about to buy is on sale.
Better than cold water during a heat wave.
Better than the smell of coffee in the morning.
Better than a touchdown in the last second of the game.
Better than smileys.
Better than finding someone left you a little present.
Better than laughing so hard that it hurts.
Better than a ride on the beach in a '65 Ford Mustang convertible with the top down.
Better than that shower at the end of a long and busy, ass-busting day.
Better than everyone smiling at you for no apparent reason.
Better than anything you ever learned about Jesus.
Better than God.
Better than love.
Better than peace.
Better than Freedom.
Better than life.
Your life.

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