DO YOU BELIEVE IN BELIEVING/WHY DON’T I SWEAR

QUESTIONS AND OBLIGATIONS

I know you guys are busy but that is not my fault or problem. But i have OBLIGATIONS towards myself, that must be taking care of whether you are busy or not.  Why should i hold off not getting what i want or need to complete my work or enable be to have a work space? I feel obliged to be able to call upon a carpenter and pay for their work well done.

QUESTION

Will it cost much to buy some wood and build a long table type thing with shelves up top and a cupboard or two on the bottom for the ART ROOM.

No not really it all depends what you want and the wood you choose.

Well as you can see the mess i have set-up,  it is a mess, with a lot of wasted space. And look there is still no room for what i have.

Well what would you do with this stuff.

Who cares . . .its junk, i would get rid of it, how much do you think it would it cost, a thousand bucks or something?

Under five.

Wow,  would you be able to do it?

Yeah, but not now. I’m busy. I will be busy for a while.

Oh . . .Okay then, never mind.

SO I THEN ASKED ANOTHER

QUESTION

Hey do you think you can do something for me in the art room? Will you come and take a fast look?

So what is going on, what do you want to show me.

Look at everything up against this wall, Do you think you would be able to build a nice work area station table with a few shelves up here and a cupboard or two under it?

What do you want that for.

What? . . .Can’t i just have a table here instead of all this shit! Frig look at all this shit taking up all this space that i can use. What the shit is the big deal about wanting a table to work upon.

Well yeah it will look good and save a lot of space. But i am busy right now.

It has been six weeks and they both are still busy.  Now they both,  think by me calling in a carpenter, i am doing a bad thing towards them making them look lazy or what ever they think it makes them look like . . . So should i suffer their business?  Should i oblige myself? Do you believe in believing?

In believing we follow our dreams. Not abandon them.

There is a belief in this table work area that is in question.  This will bring on a second QUESTION.

QUESTION NUMBER TWO . . .Do i just go a head and call a piss-cutten carpenter and get a work station or keep waiting as not to tarnish their standards or reputation or how ever else they want to see it? Damn straight i will. After i announce the news to them both. Ya never know this just might jump them right into action.

We are not quite finished . . .I was asked why don’t i swear?    I feel obligated to tell you. Why? Do you believe in believing?

I do swear, i say shit and not fuck. They say shit is a swear word. So i swear. Why don’t i say the “F” word?    Because i believe one word describes it all. One word one meaning, then there is no confusion, no second guessing. Shit is shit, where as the “F” word is opened wide meaning different things, causing miss commutation between each other. Ohhh, wait a minute . . .Shit is poop not stuff, so when i say there is shit all over the place you may think it is poop and may not want to come see. Well then . . .There goes the one word meaning theory. Never mind.

 

 

 

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