

HappinessBob Powers sat in the park today with a miniature horse in the palm of his hand, feeding it little bits of apple and brushing its golden hair. He wore an old suit that was soiled and torn but no one seemed to mind as they stopped to watch the show. Bob too seemed completely happyHappiness
even when a few people began to laugh at the way he was singing to the horse. Hearing them he
simply laughed back and tipped his hat as if to say yes it is quite a funny thing isn't it? I almost don't believe it myself.


Self HelpPaul gave his sons away to the wolves, Patty says quietly into a little box which she then hands to me. What am I supposed to do with this? I ask. Hide it somewhere, she replies, and then forget it was ever there. This is the only way to live in happiness she says into another much larger box as I walk down the hall and out of the alley, into the little imaginarySelf Help
city that we have been building against our will.


My First TimeI was in a wax museum getting my picture takenMy First Time
with Abraham Lincoln when a man with a ski mask walked in
carrying what he assured us was an atomic bomb. If everyone just remains calm and gives me their money everything will be fine, he said and then started to walk around
with his loot bag. When he came to me I was very curious. Why would you rob a wax museum? I asked. You think
you could do better? he asked back. I'm sure I could, I said and so he handed me the bomb and the detonator
and walked off with the money. After that everyone seemed very excited and one by one bega


The Only Day in ExistenceTanya spent the better part of her life locked inside a little room setting up porcelain dolls in a scene that she insisted was a miniature replica for the end of the world. It’s not finished yet, she said very dramatically whenever we asked her to take a day away from theThe Only Day in Existence
cramped attic. But there’s so much to see outside, her mother said very gently. I won’t be happy until
its finished, she hissed from behind the hardened door. Then one Sunday when we had almost given up hope she ran down the stairs with great excitement. It’s fi


I made god and.I made god and.I made god and.
He Is the feathers of birds No one hears sing and the earth That no one walks on and He Is powered by the words we Haven't spoken.
So god was in the corner.
Looking around, He Said, "What do I ask of you?"
And I could think of nothing to say.
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'Sup'” sed god's son.
“nm, u?” sed da world.
“nm” sed Jesus.
-The Bibles -internets edishun
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"Living is easy with eyes closed, misunderstanding all you see..."
The Beatles, "Strawberry Fields"
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"The ending is brilliant. Seriously. I might get that inscribed on my casket someday so God will understand."
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"The ending is brilliant. Seriously. I might get that inscribed on my casket someday so God will understand."
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how blessed we are, crying now
for we will laugh someday and how.
-c.s.
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