Wednesday, February 12, 2014


If I had a mind to,
I wouldn't want to think like you.
And if I had time to
I wouldn't want to talk to you.

I don't care
What you do,
I wouldn't want to be like you.
I don't care
What you do,
I wouldn't want to be like you.

If I was high class
I wouldn't need a buck to pass.
And if I was a fall guy,
I wouldn't need no alibi...

I don't care
What you do,
I wouldn't want to be like you.
I don't care
What you do,
I wouldn't want to be like you.

Back on the bottom line,
Diggin' for a lousy dime.
If I hit a mother lode,
I'd cover anything that showed.

I don't care
What you do,
I wouldn't want to be like you.
I don't care
What you do...
I wouldn't wanna,
I wouldn't want to be like you.
I wouldn't want to be like you.


  1. Replies
    1. Sounds like she dissuades herself from targeting her hunting, no winning, no trouble.

    2. Engage in the wellbeeing of your loved ones.

  2. Liked this video, the plot goes for a good theme with this blog:

  3. Fighting talk. More commonly known as rubbishing something you can't have.

  4. When I was 15 years old, one of the great baseball players,
    Willie Mays gave a retirement speech from baseball. Willie was a
    wonderful human being, a warm and likable person, but not very
    educated, or articulate. He said:
    "You know, I'd like to stay, but there's
    A bunch of young kids around here
    that say "Willie you gotta go," so I
    gotta go."
    He also said:
    "Just being here, hearing you cheer
    for me, and being unable to do
    anything about it, makes me a very
    sad man."
    He wiped tears away from his eyes.
    This frustrated feeling, is how M.E. makes me feel.
    Every life is made up of two things: Wishes and hopes, and the
    inability to attain those desires. Buddism says that the cause of misery
    IS desire itself. "Better watch what you wish for, because you might
    get it." Albert Ellias, who invented "Rational Emotive Therapy seemed
    cold an unfeeling, but he fancied himself a sex therapist, and was able
    to fill the void with sex.
    When I consider M.E."s "plight" I wish there was something I could do
    to help. I'm sure many other empaths feel the same. We would like to
    collectively embrase M.E. and her know all will be well. But we are in
    no practical position to do so. The most we can do, is visit the blog,
    and buy any future books she might write.
    If M.E. is "fortunate," she might well live to old age. If she retains her
    heath and wealth she has a shot at being happy. But her post of the
    other day, was pretty heart rendering. I would hate for M.E.'s song
    to be "A Million Miles." The true empath song for M.E. would be:
    "I Wish You Love."

    1. Wishing ME love is like wishing Willie Mays a comeback. If there is a God, how can he create half-lives. It seems unfair and heartbreaking.


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