FUMBLE! well ish, anyway.

Written by on December 2, 2017

FUMBLE!

This is the second air from the streamcast of Box of Chocolates aired live November 19, 2017. After I paid my respects to Malcolm Young I wanted to attempt at giving at least an hour to my original show idea for this Sunday. Unfortunately I hadn’t prepared for it properly as I had intended. So the show didn’t come off quite as polished as I had envisioned.

FUMBLE!

The ideas were connections that occurred to me during a reviewing of Field of Dreams. Connections concerning metaphysical realities and some of the true strengths of storytelling.

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FUMBLE!

Yet, I was almost always the voice who lost out in the debate. I always found myself listening to the latest dark pop hit from Quinton-James only at some point they had gotten me so far off the mark of my purpose, that it was no longer a simple suggestion to procrastinate. It wasn’t the lesser evil of persisting in dream instead of reveling in the utter chaotic good excitement of action and manifestation.

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They had become quite adept at their roles and I would find myself out at a payphone, two blocks from my house. Making calls in the wee hours of the morning, to a woman whose avocation at the time was what she would call “the ‘ho stroll”, but for me she was simply a delivering supplier, bringing little chunks of white evil right to my door. I didn’t have to risk law enforcement, or getting duped or robbed by less than virtuous street grade pharmaceutical representatives.

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However, I feel I am getting WAY ahead of myself. Does that smaller point I was trying to stress make sense for you? I wish you could tell me, that you are out there … reading this, alas, I have no idea if any of this is even getting read. I guess that jury will remain out, maybe one day I will receive some word as to whether these are just notes in bottles lost on an endless sea, never to find a shore, much less a hand to pick the bottle up, pull out the message and read it.

FUMBLE!

Indeed, there was a day, very long ago. Very, very, long ago. Two generations by some calculations. It was the end of a long stretch of days in which I had never stated any of the mind-numbing poisons; which I have since sampled quite the plethora of.

Playlist:

Track

Artist

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  • Rain On The Scarecrow
    John Cougar Mellencamp
    Scarecrow
  • Natural Science
    Rush
    Permanent Waves
  • Side With The Seeds
    Wilco
    Sky Blue Sky

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