Where’s Alice

Where's Alice 1

Good morning…
This post is not an update…
Or perhaps it is…
It is not a poem…
Or perhaps it is…
It is merely an emotional expression
Of one who has made an adventurous attempt
To endure stage 4
Over…
And over
Again…

Where’s Alice?

Where’s Alice when I need her?
Down some rabbit hole
In search of the unusual
I would presume…
I need something unusual
Other than more discoveries
Of tumors…
Maybe I should partake in
Some of those mushrooms
The caterpillar sat upon…
But then…
I wouldn’t know which side
Of the mushroom I’d rather eat…
To be large…
Or to be small…
Although…
Getting small sounds rather good
In this moment…
So small that no one can see me…
But of course
If I was small
The kitties might mistake me
For a mouse
And….
Well…
I really don’t feel like being
Tossed about the house
And…
Well…
You know how that story would turn out…
Maybe I should just join the
Caterpillar in whatever he was smoking
In that hookah pipe…
And please…
Don’t even ask whether I’d take
The red pill or the blue pill
I’m NOT taking the red one…
A life of harsh knowledge and
Brutal truths of reality
I’ve already had plenty of
Without the red pill…
So…
I’d take the blue one
If I had one to take…
At this moment in time
I would much prefer
A blissful ignorance
Of the harsh realities of life…
To bask in illusion…
It’s sad to think that the choices
I face these days
Are not as simple
As choosing which side
Of the mushroom to eat
Or which color pill to take…
And yet…
Perhaps my choices really are
That simple…
Perhaps life itself is really that simple…
If we could just avoid
All the bunkum that always surrounds us
Life wouldn’t seem so complicated…
Perhaps…
In this moment of time…
In this moment of harsh realities…
The appetizing distraction of a rabbit hole
Would simply seem quite lovely!
But…
Where is Alice when I need her?

Wishing you all a most beautiful journey
In
Or out
Of the rabbit hole

Michael33

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