on coveting

marching to a different beat….

people shouldn’t covet. you never really know what’s on the other side of the fence, and yet people pine and want and lust and desire things and people and places and ideas and spouses that do not belong to them–never knowing that what one covets is rarely better than what one has. i wonder if most people consistently want things and people and places and ideas and spouses that do not belong to them and that would do them no good MORE than people actually pine for things and people and places and ideas and spouses that do not belong to them, but WOULD actually benefit them more than not. it’s my speculation that most people don’t pine for the things and people and places and ideas and spouses that would actually do them any good and instead, they end up in all the wrong places at most of the wrong times (due to said pining and wanting and lusting for all the wrong shit) and essentially remain unhappy. i, however, have my own set of problems to ponder at the moment. i have, of course not, completely bypassed the tendency to pine and want and lust and desire things and people and places and ideas and–well, not spouses; i’ve never pined for anyone’s spouse–sure, i’ve come up short on loving exclusively that which i possess, but in general, i don’t give a fuck about what someone else has to the degree of actual coveting. and yet, i experience it through other people (and maybe tv and hearsay and passersby and news and fiction, even) enough to know that this is something people do. frequently. currently, i have something that some people want, and it would be unfair or uncouth or unruly to name that which it is, but i guess, i just want people to know, as i am now permanently reminded that i should always remember: the grass ain’t always greener. shit. maybe it never is. (maybe not) i don’t at all advocate anyone remaining entrenched in the great depths of bullshit; in fact, i am the first to tell my giggly girlfriends, run fast from philanderers, the roving eyed, fist raising butt munchers some call spouses and boyfriends who impregnate you multiply…. get gone, chicas. but shoot. sometimes you have to figure stuff out, don’t you?

what am i not saying?

much.

what i will say is this: choose wisely. don’t covet.