Some people say Mother Nature is cruel, but I think that's just a spelling error. What they really mean is cool, because you have to be at least a little bit cool to appreciate jazz, and Mother Nature digs it, man.
We can't see peels of thunder because they're the same color as the sky, so they blend in. But we can hear them—big thunder first, followed by the subtle thundersnaps—as lightning peels the layers from the noise.
"Yeah," says Mother Nature as she watches the echoes fade to black. "Yeah."
Next time you're walking around in a thunderstorm, pause for a moment to consider why you hate jazz so much. Maybe you just don't understand Mother Nature.
that's cool daddy
ReplyDeleteI appreciate your PO very much the picture with the article. Continues to refuel!!
ReplyDeleteSolid.
ReplyDeleteYes, "Amy," I get the picture. Perhaps it's time to expand the vocabulary a bit? I mean, even bots ought to learn a new phrase from time to time, no?
ReplyDeleteI appreciate your PO very much the picture with the article. Continues to refuel!!
ReplyDeleteSigned, Anominumous
Ha! In my face!
ReplyDeleteSo thunder is Mother Nature snapping her fingers, saying "Cool, Daddy-o, cool"? Because I've seen Mother Nature's dark beret, nodding behind the stars. And her endless smokecurls rising to the endless quintessence which never dawns.
ReplyDeleteHi Gary. I have no idea what you mean by any of that. Clearly, you understand jazz. I do not.
ReplyDeleteId say good comparison of nature to jazz.
ReplyDeleteThank you.
ReplyDeleteWhy didn't I comment on this one before? Perplexing!
ReplyDeleteWorking on a book, maybe.
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