*LIFE PRESERVE* (in progress) mural design by Ben Harubin with artists Nick Anvil, WCool, Pepe Paban, MattG, JohnM, Worth

Once a trail was already blazed,
this one man wouldn’t go.

One of those city park philosophers came over and took a seat beside me
and reflected with a moan, “You know, kind sir, trying to pursue this public
role of a thinker puts one in a more difficult position than is normal – almost
a catch 24 or 25 at least. For if your words are repeated enough to become
clichés YOU become famous and what you said, worthless."
(I’m almost certain I saw a couple of Squirrels shaking their heads.)

Whenever someone was about to come to a conclusion this one guy’d leave.
(He says it’s a good thing his brain doesn’t take it PERSONALLY.)

To remind you of how local norms are not the only norms norming:
There is this one universe wherein when it’s your turn at bat you can suddenly
make a run for first base before ever even step into the box. The opposing
team’s manager also has the right to take two free shots at you with an
unsighted, double-aught thirty.
(Reality can sure take curious turns when IT makes up the rules.)

As the rains began to ominously fall in this one neural land a certain
lightning bolt calling himself, Noah Jr. said he’d build a large boat for them,
but that “Sure as he did, earthquakes’d hit ‘em.”

(Attention Caption Irony: Your tape and tights won’t be ready until
next week– but I don’t think you’ll be needing them anyway.)

[Instant local expert analysis:
Once men get the hang of certain things,
they don’t have to be RE-hung!]