1. The Dearth of Refinement
Get a leg up as soon as possible – before kindergarten, maybe even get Mozart for Babies. Get some friends & get together with them. Get organized. Get up, get going. Get up, get going. Again. Get up. Get real – I mean really - get - just get over it! Gotta get some trash bags. Get some pleasure – you deserve it! Get some more. Get as much as you can. Get a guilt complex. Get back to nature. Get a job. Get busy! Get a real job. Get some respect. Get passionate about life - Go get ‘em Tiger! Get some peace and quiet. Get control. Get yourself out of harm’s way. Get your ass in gear! Get into your body. Get tenure. Get a good bottle of wine. Get some cheese, crackers. Fig spread. Marcona almonds. That sounds good. Get credentials to back you up. Get your resume updated. Get a massage. Get clear about what you want. Get a clue! Get stoned. Get sober. Get fed up. Get laid. Get more sleep. Get in touch with your inner child. Get mad at the renaissance of medieval fear-mongering: Fox News. Get enlightened. Get going! Get better at remembering your dreams. Get a dream journal. Get a pen that glides nicely on the page. Get that basement cleaned up. You get what you pay for. Get relief. Mortgage your brain -get a student loan. Get some aspirin for your tension headache. Get through grad school, get disappointed. Get a second opinion. Get mad at the facts. Get a new theoretical perspective. I don’t get it! Get out of your head. Get a new diet and exercise regime. This time, this time, this time. Ok, forget it, just get more flattering lighting for the bathroom. Get closure. Get it asap.
2. The Curse of Discernment
Those jeans are too tight two years in a row. Get rid of them. Do not entertain people who do not like or even notice you. Get rid of the baggage! Have a grudge sale for old shoulder chips and tea-cup storms. Get rid of all that paper! Go green. Get rid of the weeds though, and the scourge of strip malls. Get rid of factory farms and fantasy football. Go away, stupid, selfish lying Politicians. Don’t let the border hit you in the ass! Get rid of that attitude, missy – its not getting you anywhere. Get rid of those shoes that pinch and tilt and demand all the attention. Vanquish jealousy once and for all. Get rid of the reminders. Get rid of perfectionism. In fact, rinse all isms thoroughly in a solution of light and liquid. Don’t smoke. Don’t mumble. Don’t preach. Out with the old! Get rid of redundant displays - you have already attained Bodhi-tchochke. Get rid of the stains on your teeth, the wrong religious upbringing, the wounds you cluck and fuss over. Get rid of the need to fidget with synapse, serotonin, caffeine. Get rid of Made in China shit forever. The need to be special, wise, chosen, in love, independent, fulfilled, finalized, fortunate, widely recognized, gorgeous. Be gone, dramatic shifts, and moldering plateaus. Looking or not looking to extinguish egos.
3. The Death of Confinement
Let us say Grayce.
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