AS IF WE WERE ONE

Tonite.

I'll dream a little dream of you.

Tonite.

I'll hold you closer than I ever thought I could.

Tonite.

My arms will wrap around your body.

Tonite.

My dream will envelope you as if we were one.

Tonite.

I'll tell you I love you.

Tonite.

I'll take a shot with you.

Tonite.

We'll smile and nod at each other.

Tonite.

My love will spread about you as if we were one.

Tonite.

I'll whisper sweet nothings in your ear.

Tonite.

I'll close my eyes and as you kiss me.

Tonite.

I'll explode with anticipation of you.

Tonite.

My lips will meet yours as if we were one.

SAGE AND IT'S EFFECTS ON ONE'S CRACKED COPY OF XP PROFESSIONAL

Somewhere in White Bear Lake there is a man jumping into frozen water. A cheap thrill to say the least but one that always brings a tear to my eye. When I reach such an old age, will my only excitement in life be to fling my half-dead carcass into some subzero lake?

Why am I asking this?

Truth of the matter is, I think of myself as invincible, some incorrigible juggernaut bent on self-destruction but striving to live no matter what cost. Like most Americans, I'm an oxymoron. And as I pound this Earthen rum, I allow myself no worry of mortality. The world can't touch me. No war, no disease, no liquor can ever quell the shear fury of my existence. And then...Just as a bit of ego rolls in, I remember my cybernetic ear. And my own impermanence is called into question once more. If I'm so damn invincible, why do I have a fake ear?

Maybe its a sign of my strength to overcome or some other Chicken Soup boring blog crap that makes Opra watchers send a delirious amount of chain mail from person to person, like its some sort of treasure trove of information when in reality its just mindless rhetoric by the Evangelicals and Mother's Against Drunk Driving.