This time, no park. Still there is some foliage, surrounded by green, but not a park. Another place equally enjoyable, a cafe with great coffee.
It was choice that led here. Choice to leave the previous cafe with no wifi. Twice. The first after making the choice to return to the hotel for headphones, walk four flights of stairs in the process. It was an easy choice. These things, music, writing and coffees at cafes are a beautiful series of choices becoming one choice, one activity, having a great time. Living the best life.
The choice before that to nap rather than walk, the one before that to walk rather than nap.
The choices continue, they go back in history, to 5:52am this morning when making the ultimate choice. The choice to get out of bed and continue this life.
The simplicity of life, all difference, all issues, social and otherwise, of any human being finally adding value to the world, is this simple fact. It is the difference to walking dead and walking alive. Life, every moment, is choice.
To elect to ignore the simple undeniable is not election, it is ignorance, ignorance is not choice.
Fear is not choice, the bible says is fear not choice, life is sacred is fear not choice, only the creator has the right to choose who lives and dies is fear not choice, any other narrative is fear not choice.
To be simple enough to be this simple is where walking man wake, it is the choice to take responsibility for what matters, the life currently being lived.
Live is choice, therefore every aspect of that life is choice.
Literally every
God-damn
Breath and babble
That has been
Ignorantly
Quacked into
Awareness
+ , plus, fuck off plus. Literally means morons being morons for the sake of being morons simply to confuse shit that is already confused beyond all points of imagination and awareness, or even healthy mental sanity.