rescind all other rhymes in favor of the soothsayer

Dead leaves and the dirty snow. Carbon sequestration. Getting the bends on a deep dive. Debates on TV tonight as to who will be our next President. This time stickers on bumpers may be made that say, “I Voted for him” (or her) finally after 8 years of hell. Here is my take. It is a messed up world we live in when a man a woman get the same education with the same grades and the man gets hired first and makes more money. Clinton although perhaps more qualified will lose out to “the man;” sad but true…the former that is…namely the system is what is sad. Today I like Obama but in my mind I think Clinton is more qualified. Crap. Breaking conventional thought is like love. It seldom attained but always sought after. Change. Evolution. The current status of things. Man (white/black) then wo+man (white black). That hierarchy (of a patriarch) is kind of disturbing, I don’t subscribe. I prefer human. I know I would not want the rolls reversed but they at least have to be equal. None the less a brother and a woman running neck and neck for the nomination on from the Dems is an exciting time to live as an American even though it is a Hinault (Obama) LeMond (Clinton) election.
I believe the natural self will find itself again or get consumed with the act of consumption further. It will find itself locally, in pools and parks this summer. It will find itself on dirt trails with dreams. I will listen and vote knowing there are flaws and perhaps knowing why it was Obama (equation=marketing+personality+decent platforms+man) back in Iowa (man first than woman) (I didn’t write the book I am just stating what’s in it) while we struggle to break free from conventional thought (man must be president) (as mountain bike riders try to grasp 29 inch wheels a departure from the status quo, there must be 26 inch wheels). Furthermore, the question is not “How to win an election?” It is “How not to lose?” ‘Further furthermore,’ the question is not, “Which one is faster” but, “Why are 29ers faster?” These are the things you can think about when it is 17 degrees you are on a 3 hour bike ride with tiny little twenty six inch wheels spinning like a hamster on the tread mill. I once said (in 1993 referencing bike riding) I will never…ride suspension, run clipless pedals, shave my legs and I will never wear lycra. Well I did all those things in relatively short order. Just two years ago once said I will never ride a 29er now I can’t wait for mine. I have listened for two years and now I am ready to consume with a conscious. It makes sense. I am through being the hamster, going nowhere. I need to cover more ground, all be it dead leaves and dirty snow right now. Life is short. I am getting the bends as I dive further into thought at 17 degrees. I am quite fine with a being a stay at home dad. But I have no wife. And how do you justify the bike over walks. I am not a patriarch. I am seeking the soothsayer…I am seldom attained.