Transcendent Lounge

Like the neighborhood bar at the end

of a usual day…the music is as I imagine 

it would be…same stillness…same

atmosphere of  “what the fuck just happened?”

or what in fact is happening…why we’re all

there, isn’t it? At least temporarily or habitually…

a place better that Church to contemplate.

Of course, I don’t drink now, did for decades…

it was helpful, but now I have the same feeling of

being in a place where it can all just be simply…

that’s why we’re all in those places, isn’t it, not

quite ready to go home or whatever is waiting 

for us where we sleep, whomever else inhabits 

familiarity. That’s what’s different here…we’re 

all strangers or no more than acquaintances…

no strings attached…humans need that sometimes.

“Unburdened by what has been.” What a joke…

some things you can’t get rid of…they leave scars

on the body and in the mind…there are tools you

can use to help with that, but the people in bars 

would rather nurse their wounds and drinks and

think of them as who they are…easier than 

starting over.

Decent humans deserve a little peace in their lives.

Human history hasn’t been kind to most humans,

nor where there often times when humans thought

that they should be. Only with the leisure class did

many humans have time to take a break and look

around at more of the world…now it seem that’s 

all they do. Problem is, most aren’t educated before

they have an opinion…a different kind of slavery.

It’s like you’re on the stool next to me at the bar.

You’re probably as interested in hearing me as

that guy next to me.