A decent cup of coffee

it’s hard to find a single thing we see the same yet every morning we share a decent cup of coffee and a thought, one of what the next day has to offer.

And we know, the same happens your regularly scheduled shit show, but every morning in the spring another flower blooms and shows us all what it has to offer; the world is an author, one that writes with life and never lets the sun set early but still there’s just not enough time in a day for me.

pay attention.

Every snowflake is its own every songs a different tone every blade of grass an artifact from the mountains to the stones is there a single thing we don’t take for granted? Like the fact that the world is slanted just enough to keep from burning up in the nearest star that we named the sun. In a galaxy of anomalies and a planet full of space men you’d think were the lucky ones.

But this world is one of many things and when the gives us diamonds we sell wedding rings and other shiny things to keep us happy and others rich what a waste of a world like this, but something simple as a bean with bitter taste and caffeine can make my day when prepared a cirtin way is all we need to loosen the collar on the life we lead and free that little bit of Human that’s still inside of me. So with a decent cup of coffee that cost me no more than an hour of my time I will spend my life at work to wake and make another pot to last until I die.

But it wasn’t always like this.

There once were times when the bluest of sky’s would shine upon the cheeks of the innocent that had no lies to hide behind.

“Once upon a time” a statement that stands for all great and terrible things that passed the teary eyes of the people from a time when the grass was a nuisance to trees and the trees were the children of that star we call the sun. But people won

Vast parking lots that pave the roads of Change. City’s of mammals never sleeping always making always building from nothing comes something but nothings not nothing when the something we build upon is a cascade of fallen trees cut perfectly to please the people that force the world to work for every breath that it breaths.

So enjoy your decent cup of coffee but remember from where we take the beans.