Title: Street Tao

Gender: Male

Age: Ageless

Sun Sign: Aries

Chinese Sign: Fire Tiger

Location: Kansas City, MO

I, I took the road less traveled, and that has made all the difference. It has made my feet lacerated, bruised, and bloody. Sometimes it seems that the road more traveled is that way for a reason, but stupidity, which has some phantom grasp on the space right behind my eyes yanks me forward. Some deeper, compelling screaming of an inner adult of virtue, fighting with an inner child with a spirit of adventure. Both want to go the same rout against logic, but fight over the reasons why.  Feel the explosion of the rage in your mindful soul. It fights logic, it fights reason, it fights the tangible titles of ideas of intangible concepts of a material world of a philosophical mind. Bound not only by society, but by ones own fears… every step being afraid. Every step meeting fear face on. No time ever to relax or regret, for a new challenge is always at hand. No time to stop and find out who you are, you're to busy making who you'll become. Work all your life for a retirement, now what? Next adventure, next endeavor. Welcome to an ADD society with no Ritalin, no Addoral, no sleep. A sleepy, grumpy, ADD society in it's speeding mini-cooper world. “The Man” says you must hop like this and say these things and like these things and you hop or you jump or you skip and you like those things without stopping and saying “what am I doing”… Merchants of cool and merchants of fools, the red tape of a corporate (insert your country/company here). The new fashion is to be unfashionable, the new cool is to be uncool, the new norm is to be an individual… sell what you can, learn the ropes, tease the mobs, make them think that they are in charge. Rock the boat, but not to much. I pledge allegiance to Mickey Mouse, the face I can trust, right? Become a pirate of unstable business waters, and scoop the foam of the vivacious whitecaps that crash back into the sea, but make sure you have your cut. This “Evil Empire” fights it's “Evil Axis” But who is right when all the fingers are done being pointed, and every one is broken… who is right when the game of “they started it” flows all the way back to a primordial ooze… too which we seem to want to return… Screw the clothes, boobs and butts and tights are in… less is better…but more is less and less is more… grab on, round and round it goes till when looking at fashion, no one knows… But the merchants are back and aren't going away… buy this 90 piece chicken McNugget for 50 cents more then spend $500 on a dress you cant fit to now that you wear once. “Rebel” some yell at the top of their lungs, and one might expect me to do the same… the same as the wise ones before me… but when anger is today's style, and conformity is an underlining cool of uncool, what does one do? Embrace the system. Milk that fatling for all it's worth. To grab the bull by the horns, you must first get close enough to touch them. Danger, danger Will Robinson, your life is in danger of becoming syndicated in a decade of sin… sin is in. Movies with blood and heads flying high. No plot needed, just know who did who, and who's doing who in, seems to be the repeating pattern of life… We should be proud… same situations with new complications happened for years, but now we have simplified, diversified and figured the formula that works… bringing stories to the simplest of reasons… a 5 hour Shakespearean play can be retold these days in 30 minutes with a 5 minute commercial break… commercial break… a 30 second story with no bearing, but somehow I now can't live without 40 of those. Money can't buy happiness, but rent it now, with a lease on a new car, a new house, and the world will be yours. So many worshipers of the new god of plastic and commerce, Ve-saaah. Danger, danger! But we'll see you thru. To hell with reason. To hell with this and that. Throw away your reason and logic for $8 an hour, you must hop like this and say these things and like these things and you hop or you jump or you skip and you like those things without stopping and saying “what am I doing” because that is wrong. It's hard to be an optimist in a pessimist world. So now what should we do? Junk the system, the source of all confusion and evil? No. Never, make it live, make it thrive, make it breathe. Without evil we have no one for our heroes to champion over, and therefore no heroes. Without struggle and strife our lives are meaningless pools of baby fat. Welcome to a world where 3 white Jewish guys changed the face of rap forever.  Where the eternal flame has fire insurance… Embrace this system… take what you can… laugh at its stupidity and play along. Remember that there are no rules for this life. Just that it ends. The road less traveled is more alive with the grass of a system planted in firm foundations and rich soil… and why disturb that? Embrace the system of monotony, live your life, help others and make your contribution. You will be cornered, so make it that you are cornered in a place you don't mind staying with people you don't mind staying with… and please ladies and gentlemen, remember… I, I took the road less traveled, and that has made all the difference.

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