Buy a Watermelon - Get a Free Car
It's summer and the watermelons are rolling in from the fields. They're rolling and shucking and jiving downhill in high gear. When they get to the bottom of the fields they jump into the back of long white fat flat bed trucks.
They roll up nice and tight, cuddling against one another for warmth and security. Green on the outside with a delicious red core featuring black seeds.
The other day we passed a man standing on melting asphalt under an umbrella in broiling heat near an automobile factory. He was surrounded by watermelons. He had a large sign. It read:
"Buy a watermelon and get a free car!"
Obviously it's next to impossible to drive a watermelon so thousands of wanta-be drivers were pushing and shoving trying to buy a watermelon.
"I want a watermelon. I want a car!"
You wouldn't believe how desperate some people become when their dream of getting a free car by buying a watermelon is close to becoming reality.
Over at the car factory guards were confronted with teeming masses of humans bearing watermelons.
"Where's our free car?"
A guard called his mom to ask for advice. "What should I do mom?"
"Good question. Check the watermelons first. There are a lot of fakes on the market this season and parking is a serious problem."
Peace.
Natural selection
Welcome to another episode of "Variations of The Species."
Today's panel of exotic mutating organisms are:
A cockroach.
A used-car salesman.
A soldier.
An orphaned child.
A dead hero.
A genetically altered and transformed replicant of your DNA. (thanks to Crick and Watson, elementary. Some can and some Kant)
A Komodo dragon.
A linguistic gardener.
The panel has agreed, in theory, to abstain from personal slander, libelous defamatory remarks and farting.
As profound and lost brilliant scientists have conclusively proved, gas released by farting, which has been occurring with regularity since the beginning of time, leads to the demise, downfall, upfall, where-with-all, you know it all and general disintegration of complete animal, plant and mineral planetary populations.
Therefore, in conclusion, we caution our panel of organisms to abstain from eating raw vegetables, processed foods, and imbibing fizzy liquids while maintaining a high regime of naturally rich daily organic nutrients.
Peace.
Delicious red dirt
A tennis club near Bursa. Three red clay courts. Overcast. Delicious red dirt. Tall pines, fir, green oasis. A fish eatery.
The red clay is rolled, packed, watered and swept. Maybe I will have a chance to play, run and feel the flow. It's about footwork, timing and energy.
You dance with the ball. It begins to snow lilac petals. Bird shadows dress red for two hours in one minute. You slide and glide; a quickness cat in your element. Get it back, get it in.
Variables: in, direction, depth, spin, power.
Playing dirt ball with the ferocity of a jaguar using stealth and cunning.
Make it new day by day. Make it new.
Peace.
Magnificent
Here's a picture from my room.
I live in an old village where three religious guys met to talk way back when, perhaps 1,000 years ago give or take a century. They were lonely, bored and at the end of their known world. So, they used straw and mud to make buildings. At the end of a glorious day they sat around and invented some new ideology.
Here is a picture from their album.
They were a long, long way from Roma-homa so they could do anything their little hearts desired.
However, they were passionate about maintaining power and control over the less educated masses so they created artificial time machines and so forth.
They got real smart real fast and learned, if they wanted to be in control they could manipulate the sheep and rule them using fear - fear of a higher spiritual force, monsters, bandits, economic poverty (nothing to eat), lack of adequate sanitation, no education etc. This really got the job done and everyone lived in harmony.
Peace.