Bottoms up…

Its amazing how easily my words are misinterpreted, turned around, twisted… Martian ramblings falling on Venusian ears to appear opposite to original meaning and intention….

…ego-driven desires we apply a certain amount of importance to while we are here… not of relationships, acquaintances and friends, but to vain pursuits such as fashion, art and music… or perhaps ones of less creativity.

I am not here for myself either… I can accept that to a certain extent, yet apparently I lack compassion too?

Such confusion propels me towards the proverbial gutter where I drown my sorrows too easily, looking up at the stars, listening to the pineapple thief (again)…

Cheers! C’est la vie! Bottoms up…

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