seeing through the water glass

There once was a man, who ran to the store. Who kept to himself only to be told he was a bore.  He only wanted to move about, yet, without a doubt, there was no destination for his route. If he cared to change it would only be unto himself, for in exchange we can only do this to ourself. So he began to strengthen his core, and his problem was not because he was poor, but a fate in the past. Resembling times that don't last.  Such as the sea of a gull, who soars for its spoils, remains the lulls of the loyals, as the oars of the boatman coils.

Positively Charged

Electricity for cable, digital airwaves, radio, internet, phones and all related devices including medical. What utilities supply is analogous to the taxes on the federal budget, healthy food for mind and body, oxygen for respiration, or even social or written media for insightful & thoughtful interactions.
Arguably the greatest discovery of the 20th century was the electron. Along with harnessing of fossil fuels of the 19th century. We are now accessing forward through hybrid vehicles, solar panels and such to a cleaner environment.  What's to become of the way we spend our time, with loss by garnishments, debts, taxes, pollutants in air, contaminants in water and crops. I feel in the 21st century, through sequencing the human genome, stem cells and other such advancements will combine with media to enhance our way of life. To include more current benefits that life has to offer in former areas mentioned. Not only to increase a lifespan left unfinished, yet to spend those years worthy of ancestors past.

Full Time, in my court

Paid opportunities come across your path a handful of times in which last. In lasting comes a plethora of past chances lost to unfulfilled days.  Personally I find good fortune a losing battle. In that, I mean, while social services were put in place to get the misplaced back to a gainfully employed position, where they are rewarded better than before they fell.  I myself have fallen twice, this being the third issue, I however, can determine my future course. I chose to shame the mental health community rather than myself. For the stigma imposed on me in times past.  Dragging issues I was born with into a lifelong struggle to prove my worth. For if I can stand up and behave in a professional manner at all times, working on poise, charm and respect. I know that, even when things don't go my way, my life aspirations may someday become that fortune, a fortunate few have the dignity of.