The five serving of the pie of wholesome living is crumbling all because one portion is almost gobbling up the whole pie
Jobbing
In its diversity of options is like the mind thinking that it is all there is to staying alive.
Jobbing strictly on someone else’s schedule- come hell or high water, freezing rain or humidity, even when commute mode is on strike or is regions across town, can be a bit treacherous- not too mention hazardous to the organism
there are some people who have to commute to the point that sleeping is scheduled en route to and from the job. I used to watch necks swing from side to side and it was always a thrill to watch the sleepers roused and rushed out groggily to find their way to the cubicle- home away from home; my lungs always looked forward to its exercise; now I laugh with myself about the times I would squeeze myself to get on a crowded bus and trains to chip in my services. what a life!
Jobbing from home seemed a good idea except working for someone else from home is more apt to increase one’s workload and meddle with the need for a timely timeout
Jobbing for oneself means providing the resources, spend endless time making sure that business is running smoothly and a break to rest can be out of the question
And don’t get me started on doing something as a means to an end and still there is too much month at the end of the money; work is work- not a job, which is, a means to an end.
where then, is the room of compromise for someone who wants to know that work is just a small piece of the pie of life and a job just is not everyone's idea of long term commitment?
Equipments are upgrading even when it a means to guzzle up the budget so more funding influx
and the body, well
it is just a body
there is always another body
and life goes on
Well so is the ‘health’ care budget
And homelessness
And disease
And starvation
And hunger
And orphans
And Maimed soldiers
And Escorted cadavers
Jobbing
In its diversity of options is like the mind thinking that it is all there is to staying alive.
Jobbing strictly on someone else’s schedule- come hell or high water, freezing rain or humidity, even when commute mode is on strike or is regions across town, can be a bit treacherous- not too mention hazardous to the organism
there are some people who have to commute to the point that sleeping is scheduled en route to and from the job. I used to watch necks swing from side to side and it was always a thrill to watch the sleepers roused and rushed out groggily to find their way to the cubicle- home away from home; my lungs always looked forward to its exercise; now I laugh with myself about the times I would squeeze myself to get on a crowded bus and trains to chip in my services. what a life!
Jobbing from home seemed a good idea except working for someone else from home is more apt to increase one’s workload and meddle with the need for a timely timeout
Jobbing for oneself means providing the resources, spend endless time making sure that business is running smoothly and a break to rest can be out of the question
And don’t get me started on doing something as a means to an end and still there is too much month at the end of the money; work is work- not a job, which is, a means to an end.
where then, is the room of compromise for someone who wants to know that work is just a small piece of the pie of life and a job just is not everyone's idea of long term commitment?
Equipments are upgrading even when it a means to guzzle up the budget so more funding influx
and the body, well
it is just a body
there is always another body
and life goes on
Well so is the ‘health’ care budget
And homelessness
And disease
And starvation
And hunger
And orphans
And Maimed soldiers
And Escorted cadavers
and hooliganism
And dog eat dog…
‘Survival of the fittest’ bullshit by the name of crime
And dog eat dog…
‘Survival of the fittest’ bullshit by the name of crime
is that how life should be treated
is that what having a life has dwindled to!
is that the value of integrity
Where’s the logic in that!
Where’s the logic in that!
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