Hit for the cycle. A Hat trick. Two sides of the same coin.

Ok.

I tried. Gave it. My best shot.

With the headline(r) That is.

Did it grab your attention enough to read on…..minus any “typos”, corrections—which used to be performed by educated, trained, four year institutioned educated literacy loving professionals who work for dough, not for show. Professionals. The opposite of today’s institutionalization of modern culture wannabes and amateurs.

Nor the “editors” of tic tak.

Whose color and texture of skin was not nor never procedurally institutionalized.

Yet. Here we are.

Or is it.. Drive for show, putt for dough.

I forget.

Sincerely.

I am not inclined to ask Uber just yet. Baby, I can drive my own car. Yes, I’m gonna be a star. And maybe, You can drive MY car and then, maybe You’ll love me. “Beep, beep, um beep beep, yah”

Sorry. I got no pictures to “share”. So you WILL have to read on, along, even out loud.

I don’t mind.

But do you?

Because you are doing yourself a dis service. Don’t do that. Your potential is so much greater. Than existing as just two sides of the same coin. Or a flip phone. The literal ability to be a literate individual is yours for the asking. Why back track or back flip on this dream, your potential now? Reading is the real window to the world.

When indecision is paramount, aren’t the coins just flipped anyway? Like a sleep number, cottony mattress. You are way more greater than that. (just seeing if that makes sense to you.) If you are woke or you are finally awake.

Which is your choice. Except of course, when the discussion turns to directions. Well, then all heck breaks “loose”. And Uber and Siri are in the background laughing their heads and tails off.

No thank you. For you and on your behalf. Because you are greater than a flip of a two sided coin. Not a color coded institutionalized, color label of “possibilities”. Or. Races to the “top”. Of a dead end.

Illustrativelly. Re birth, deja vu are all a moot point. We gain nothing, and potentially lose everything by thinking so. I believe you must ask yourself.

What is your goal? And then explore its tangentially motivated “qualities”. Gosh. What did I just say?

The problem is. I know what I think. Do you know what you think?

Or does the Googlie, ooglie Siri un Uber ally and sorrowfully tell you so? Please, you are greater than that. Do you know where you are going. Because great faults do occur. I need to know. At the risk of becoming all judgey and preachey— I DO have an idea, and I plan to work like heck in a hand basket to get there—naked or not—blush, blush.

What’s YOUR plan? Do you have one? A plan? If the coins are a goin’ the way they are a goin’, no phone on this green earth will mow, sow or grow for you. So, keep on walking if you must, but please remember as the train doors close on you…. You are more than a two sided flip of a coin.

Let’s break it down. For you. In simple terms. Who do you worship? WHO’s is your hero? A piano or trumpet player, a preacher, a football, hockey or basketball person?

Who do you worship—a person who can hit for the cycle with the talent of rock star playing the keys? A person capable of moving your heart, softening your heart with inspirational words and advice? A person who can run, jump and beat the odds.

Right now, we still have a choice—even with the price of all our gaseous problems, sugar coated or not. Corn fed or corn straight up. Honestly. We can all admit, it comes out the same way it goes in and down. Might as well just admit it for what it is. Rough. On the stomach. Queasy feeling. Remembering there is no magic pill, smoke, vape, grape or.

Woke. That honestly will fix it.

Sold as a smoke screen, so you can, we can smoke behind of or in front of a screen with zero. Guilt. For anything. Scarey, even. A horror show on a loop. Over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over.

Please do. Check my work. But no fair using spell check. Those are the rules of this updated literacy coin toss game.

No hats, tricks or loose caps allowed. While you still have one, the choice is yours. And,

(Yes. I really typed the words)

At my age too! I am quite proud of how far I have come. I want you to be proud as well of yourself and your ability to make good choices!

Thank you for asking.