Why Can't We All Get Along?

Some mornings.... you just feel like lying there.. eyes shut... head against your pillow.. and just waiting for the world to pass you by... I mean.. it would be so easy... right?  But then here comes that bastard.. your subconscious... and whispers naughty little four letter words in your ear... work.. wake... rise.. These are not the naughty words I want to hear.. nor who I want to hear them from.. I kinda think that fate picks out the most annoying sound and drives it into your brain when it is time to wake up.. I sort of wonder what jolts us awake... I know sometimes our subconscious works at us through our dreams... integrating all types of mumbo-jumbo into our minds while we sleep.. and we're powerless to do much about it.  One of the things I do to determine if I am dreaming or not.. is I find something and read it... if I read it again and it reads something else entirely.. then I know I'm dreaming... or on a bad acid trip.. which would be amazingly uncanny as I never have purposefully taken drugs in my life.  People try to determine what dreams are all the time... even to the point there are studies.. and books..  If someone could climb into my head.. well.. first of all .. it would hurt.. but more importantly if someone could share my dreams... I'm sure it would make even less sense to them.. as it does to me.. Life is open to interpretation... much like interpretive dance... I never got that shit either.. and I get life much less. It would be so much simpler if there were manuals for people... one of those "for Dummies" books.. "Life for Dummies"  .....I'd settle for maps.. or even drawings... although the drawings would have to be censored... or my version would end up getting banned in all 50 states and in most countries throughout the globe. I blog a lot of what goes through my mind.. but I only touch the surface of what my life is all about. Do this.. don't do that.. my subconscious is busy hanging all kinds of signs in my head.. trying to keep me on the right path.. then here is Mr. Pride... "I don't need anyone telling me what to do." Mr. Pride is an idiot.. I know that.. doesn't mean I don't keep him around and close to the surface.. but Mr. Pride.. is much more physical in his interaction.. he kicks my ass on a regular basis. Most of my conflicts are between Mr. SubC .... and Mr. P.  I'm sure it'll be a never ending battle as my years pass and I become more and more senile.. I just look in my head sometimes and wonder... why can't we all get along?

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