Tuesday, April 9, 2013

Opportunities Are Never Packaged Quite the Way We'd Anticipated....

We think that we are longing for the scent of Fresh Roses...
but somehow we find the heady aroma of a Man's Sweat  infinitely more intoxicating...
We have a sudden urge for a Burger and Fries...
but at the last moment, we opt for an Ice Cream Sundae....
And it Exponentially Satisfies our hunger...
We are Moved to Tears by Gospel Music....
But Our Hearts are REALLY Awakened ONLY by Klezmer....

We THINK that we want ONE THING...
But all the while, we REALLY want something else....
The package that is wrapped so magnificently in Golden Cellophane...
well....
it holds essentially NOTHING for us....
But the PLAIN, CARDBOARD BOX in the corner....
THAT, my friends,
hold the KEYS to the KINGDOM just inside of its UNASSUMING FACADE....

Don't be so sure....
 that that which you THINK you want...
 is REALLY that which you WANT AT ALL...
Don't be so sure...
That's all I'm sayin'....

IS IT ALL RELATIVE ?

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