~for she who knows herself, best..
maybe~

Humans are renowned
for mucking up progress,
two steps forward,
three back, meaning,
net net; we move forward
but we often forget to cherish,
what too easy gets swept away,
as non~progressive, old fashiond

in this hands-free environment,
a very fey useful place to inhabit, let
us nonetheless, in a new age of
unrelenting increased sun
variant higher temperatures,
(which no one can deny)
curl our fingers about a
PSD,
a Personal Shade Device
(or a ParaSolD)
and as the mind roams,
let us consider a
PTD,
a personal tongue depressor,
a sort of mini-speech delayer
of say 3 seconds, giving our
overloaded brain a momentary
pause before speaking an
emotional epithet, a pause to
reconsider, with variable lengths,
adjustable to heart rate, BP, etc.,
when sensors (censors) register
driving, pulling triggers,
and ***
being triggered,
or to borrow a phrase from the
advertising icons,
'The pause that refreshes"

Mmm...
Make a Moment into a Minute,
before we whack a rude dude
with our parasol(d)...

just another ridiculous insight @3:53am

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