In the grand celebration of nothingness, let’s dive into the abyss of randomness where Teletubbies morph into interdimensional philosophers. Picture Taylor Swift’s boyfriend, with a perplexed look, saying, “Come here, baby girl,” and suddenly my unpaid bills whisper, “You forgot about us!”
In this cosmic chaos, monsters lurk, not under your bed, but in the existential uncertainty of daily life. They don’t just go bump in the night; they tap dance, juggling existential crises like it’s a circus act.
Amidst the chaos, I ponder the profound question: What if the hokey pokey really is what it’s all about? A dance of absurdity, where left feet meet right feet, and we’re all just doing the existential shuffle.
And let’s not forget the majestic beauty of staring into the void and realizing it stares back with a whimsical grin. Nothingness is a canvas for the absurd, a playground for the whimsical, where bills play hide-and-seek, monsters perform stand-up comedy, and Teletubbies host TED Talks on the meaning of tubby custard.
So, here’s to nothing, the unsung hero of hilarity. In this cacophony of randomness, let’s celebrate the absurd, dance with existential monsters, and revel in the glorious madness of it all. Because, in the grand scheme of nothing, everything becomes a cosmic joke waiting for a punchline that’s as elusive as my car keys, which I really don’t need, on a Monday morning. Cheers to the randomness, the laughter, and the splendid chaos of absolutely nothing.
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psychologistmimi 
Looking For the Car Keys Yes Dear Miriam Life May Be
Summarized Like This Or Even That Finding the Keys
To Dance And Never Letting
Go When Whimsy
Becomes A SMiLe
Never Ending Wherever
Whimsy Dances Next
iMaGiNE A World of
‘Donald Trumps’
(TradeMarK MeMe)
Dancing ThiS WaY TheMeD
Just Naked Enough Whole
Complete Never Needing
to Dump on Someone Else
Ah to Lift A SMiLe He’d Surely
Have More Powerful Shoulders of Soul
That Makes
SMiLes Instead
of Blown Up Red
Balloons Just Waiting to Explode
True the Orange Color Just Deep Caution For Now
Hmm i Must of Had A Different Childhood Not Able
to Speak Until Four at Three or So my Mother Looking
For the Keys to The Car to Get to Church We Would surely
Be Late For That Important Date Yet i Toddled to the Back Bedroom
Crawled Under the Bed as She Looked All Around the Living
Room Toddling Back to Where
She Was She Said i Just Stood
There With A Grin As Wide As
the UniVerse For Saving the Day
True i Would Have Given Her the
Keys to Dance Yet Only A Toddler i Was then
With
SMiLEs
Hmm i Guess
As Big as the
UniVerse is
Huuuge Enough HAha…
AnYWaY ‘Some Folks Dance Some
Folks Do Not’ Per “Guardian’s of the
Galaxy” i Have the Proof i Do Enough For one Life..:)
“”And hast thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!”
He chortled in his joy.”
It’s True It’s Up to
Us to Dance the Song
And Song the Dance With SMiLes…
If i Disappear Today And All That’s Left
is A ‘Cheshire Smile’ Do Remember The Muse
You Left
Before i Always
Never Go Away Again hehe..:)
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I hope you always have good parts.
I miss dancing.
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