Daily Prompt; “In Reason to Believe, Bruce Springsteen sings, “At the end of every hard-earned day / people find some reason to believe.” What’s your reason to believe?”
Ugh! Can’t stand ‘The Boss’! I just don’t get it at all. I’m a long way from Jersey and my hippie punk surfer roots just rot in that type of soil. Relentless streams of third party blue collar consciousness moaned out in quasi desperation to the actual working class who shell out hundreds of “hard earned” dollars stolen from their families to afford a nose bleed seat in the cold east coast air. Just keep believing! Credit cards accepted, man! Just keep believing! Outa my way kid, fuel the jet! Ok, power to the people, now, uh huh, yeah!
Oh, excuse me…
Is my reason to believe… Anything. My Own Direct Experience.
And it; this level of self truth, comes with a hefty price. Or rather; it’s priceless, can’t be purchased, borrowed or imagined. Can only be shared and can never be truly taken away.
You is what you is
And you ain’t what you ain’t.