What Matters

Do you think it really matters? You know, any of this? He waves his hands around. Anything you can think of, hands in the air, we construct a value. A $ value. Does anything that matter? A construct? Really? Eight hundred million years we've evolved, which makes my life or yours seem pretty insignificant, hey? Blink. Over. And we fake what is important.We just don't matter, the cold hard truth.

Fashion is king. What is in. We slavishly follow that. And not what is real.

And soon we won't be here... more cold hard truth.

So, in the mean time, we should enjoy ourselves.

Show me ya wozza! Ha ha. Out the back, later. Wink.

Show me your heart. Look inside. What you feel, not what you think.

Should we be clever? Or lovely?