Perfection is all shot through
full of holes.
A piece of Swiss Cheese, as I like to say,
is not solid–there are many holes in it.
Like some theories. Likewise you may
slip through the “holes”
in your own life not expecting to spill
the berry juice or hit the rut in the road
–a small rut at that–easy to miss–yet
you clobbered it dead center.
So if we generally act in an embarrassingly
foolish, maybe klutzy, clumsy
manner, we can feel good about
showing an example of an
“error” filled life that still “works”
despite setbacks, the flat on our
face falls that define anyone
who is getting ahead in this
world of earthly physicality.
So serve me up the Swiss
cheesy & ham on rye–haven’t
had that since I said goodbye
to grains, dairy & sometimes pork.
At any rate, odds are the cheese
has many holes–and costs the
same as a solid piece–if you
can find one!