“April Fools” - Sunday, April 14, 2024, 4:52 PM

In this petulant month of April, it's hard to escape the pungent smell of beef.

It's been simmering for a while and sneaking around like a thief.
I think about Israel and Iran as I plan my moves for the coming week. 
These aren’t delusions of grandeur; I'm getting married in a summertime feast.

There's a lot on my plate and at stake so to speak, so I speak.

My favorite artists are stringing survival symphonies and wartime melodies, as I unlock strategic mysteries for public health and beyond. 

It's like waving a wand.

I put these thoughts together in rainy weather, wielding all power and authority to do something quote-worthy and noteworthy.

The voice of six million residents asks for decadence in a place where moving raw information takes precedence over elegance.

Have you ever touched somebody’s soul with your words?

I am excited about the opportunity to give somebodies a fresh take on good things… beautiful things, that they seriously enjoyed before… and I'm grappling with the thought of doing it more.

Well before any encore, there was hardcore and I ask, but I'm not sure, does anybody want to be stronger any more?

It's difficult to say, but in many ways, I am directing my wildest movie scenes and living to tell the story with a lot less allegory.

The City of Norwalk took the first car I ever paid off, but I can't stop to cry about it.
In fact, I have to laugh about it.

When you see me and my baby, we give Beamer, Benz, or Bently a refreshing new meaning.
While some were streaming we were steaming.

I raise a toast to those wearing nightgowns well before evening, because the world already kissed us and it feels like we’re dreaming.

Our biggest detractors missed us and truthfully they really miss us. 
So much so, I even asked Jesus to give all our critics an extra gift this Christmas.

I’m feeling generous.

One time for attractive people who make you feel just as good as they look…
that are surprisingly humble and actually know how to cook.
I’m around these beautiful people and we read the same books.

Who else runs toward today's obstacles, since yesterday's nightmares became tomorrow's footstool?

I’m wading through the big pool with the people who rather make waves than ripples.

Sometimes it's addition by virtue of subtraction.
I hate when All-Pros talk like they play on All-Madden.
When every one of these words came with quite a few steps, like we’re playing J Balvin.
It’s not too hard to imagine.
I’ve had surreal conversations with unreal avatars of could-of-been stars, and too much time was passing.

These days folks will send you an AI apology in exchange for a cash monopoly on your future monetary policy.
Then file suit if you decline their offer modestly. 

Don’t be surprised when freeloaders cry “I want to touch the sky” and as soon as you take them to the top they leave you there to die… without blinking an eye.

No remorse, so my only recourse is to keep the untested and fraudulent at arm's length.
If you noticed, I pinched my nose around you. There's a noticeable stench. 
I play all time offense as my first line of defense, so everytime imposters see me it gets a little tense.
They routinely grind their teeth and keep their fists clenched, then feign a smile and pledge allegiance.

Retro-reactive April fools throw away jewels and never use the right tools.
They apply heat to anger when they should let it cool, then alienate their allies as their mouth drools. 

Greedy bigots never could see past their next meal, so when you see gnarled flesh, stand still. 
Moving too fast leads to road kill. 
One leak in the wrong place becomes an oil spill.
I said stand still, if you can’t stand steel.
Leaning against someone sturdy has a fading appeal.
 
What will you hold on to when the violent winds appear?