ecclesiastes  1v18   in much wisdom is much sorrow, he that increases wisdom increaseth sorrow

there is a price for everything………………………good to know, better to accept

spiderman had long since stopped trying to venture into every crevice that interests him, but that interest was there for a long time

those secrets that  the dark and sweat hide still stirred his sordid imagination even though his hands and feet didn’t follow

dreams are dangerous and one that isn’t willing to accept that fact may be walking right into one

the feet by nature are flighty……………….they struggle with socks, shoes………………………they want air and freedom of movement, be careful where they want to take you

toes and fingers are small  branches always reaching and clutching…………………that’s where they get in trouble

the legs love to climb as one grows older the grip and dexterity of hands and feet diminish……………………over time we fall

eventually we get hurt and the staunch reality is there, that the imagination we relied on for so long for inspiration and thrust only push us in areas we no longer can physically scale and the falls are not worth the fantasy

spiderman: you had your day, there was a reason i let you come play……………..but the days of my youth have given way to commitment and peace

there was a certain place i could not fill, so i tried, women, powder and pills…………..alcohol was always along for the ride until on December, 27, 2003, i made him get out and let someone else drive.

so i won’t even suggest in my tangled and distorted mind that on many occasions i didn’t have a good time……………but try to remember when i started this rant……………everything has a price and that money has already been spent

probably on shiny, glittering shoes for my grand-daughter

to everything there is a season and that one is gone

spiderman here’s your uniform, i am long since retired