Charlie's Blog

In conclusion I'm introducing a request for a quick response, a bit of blessed respite from my pitiful plight and despite my intentions, all my best inventions crumble and die like the lie that I live by. Lost and found but I'm still bound by my belief. Celebrate and bereave, fornicate and conceive, desolate and receive your peace. Prize the time. I'm lonely and I'm wishin' for a mission, a commission, a sweet succulent submission to the vision of religions mass petition for remission. Intermission in the interest of holding our position just to make decisions. With the fork from the road, the surgeon makes his incision in the skin. Cut to the chase. Hold your head high and cut to the heart of the matter at hand. The reality is what we make or break of it.

In conclusion I'm introducing a request for a quick response, a bit of blessed respite from my pitiful plight and despite my inventions, all my best intentions assume the fetal position under the barrage of reality. Truth be told I'm not old or bold or brave enough to make the cut. But, there is always tomorrow, unless there isn't then when the future becomes nonexistent and rolls into the present. Please allow me to present, this evenings entertainment. try the veal. It's remarkable, but first things first put your hands together for the man in the Hearst, his heavenly handsomeness humbly abandoned by his soul for better living conditions than this human one.

In conclusion I'm introducing the concept that conclusions are the period at the end of our life's sentence and we never know how it will end or what will happen. All we can do is do what we know is right, make the best, and keep moving forward. There is no sin unforgivable, there is no mistake uncorrectable, but fear can keep us from forgiving, and hesitation can prevent us from moving on to live the life we were meant to live.

Just live, forgive, and when all else fails, ad-lib.