groovy kind of ....

groovy to the extent of getting into a groove ... the scariest thing could be doing things mechanically, things that wouldnt set your heart rocking on ... even Nadal finds some joy in chasin down those long balls .... its almost just as bad, if not worse to think that my heart would be expanding and shrinking at the prospect of saying something really sarcastic rather than thump as it gets lost in the woods of thought .... i wonder why temptation is more often than not dark ... why must the sunny sky and the lonely night, both be blue ? ever wondered how too many things/people with similar Xi have similar names ? another day of being the devil's advocate, running short of inspiration and too much perspiration .. wonder how much of the sweating was in doing and what, for all the protons in the world, for worrying, evading. a full stop after a long time, makes for one monkey down. and another. kids find monkeys entertaining. what if a one way street hits a dead end ? u crawl to the end having raced most of your demons, letting them catch up. do great people come in once in an era ? or is an era defined when the great one arrives ? am i looking for that one perfect statement or trying to figure out whether one is better than the other ... whatever happened to uniqueness ... guess my last leaf will find me one day. hmmm