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I did that thirty years ago...

Posted to Poetry and Politics

rejected the establishment, took many mind altering drugs, danced away the nite, drank the cheapest booze, sat on the stoop with long hairs talking about the world, traveled far and back again. Eventually, your creativity wans if you find yourself not 'doing' anything but indulging yourself at the expense of others.

Who takes care of you?

Are you just trying to justify your position?

Are you a success at being a failure?

In order to sit back "laughing at all these busy little ants running about in their quest for betterment" you become a burden with a superior attitude. Remember that old fable about the ants and the grasshopper?

It is said, without hope, there is no future and without a plan, you plan for failure. Good Luck!