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What if

What if these ghosts

are more than the real living more.

Pearlescent and glowy, ethereal and song worthy

so much more than the vapid pudding fleshy creatures that come out at noon

to haunt us with mundane converstaions on the weather or on television

those individuals who trap you in conversations

where no matter how much you step back from them

they step forward into your nostril vacinity

to assault you with their faint scent of stale cheese.

What if their ghost and memory is more interesting.

More distilled and curious and fascinating than the “real mccoy”.

And maybe Mccoy was just a schlep that someone told a nice story about in the aftermath.

What if that’s the better thing than the real thing?
The wishing thing.  The fantastical thing. The mystery thing.

The thing that you acknowledge is better than the true thing.

What then?

Do you sit in your chair and sip tea with the ghost?

Because really, you know that experience might be more sublime and significant than what others might call “real”.

“Real” really isn’t very valuable under those circumstances.

Beautiful.

Grandfather taught me……we are but ghosts to what fabric of time unfolds in some other’s future ,maybe…i pray i do not smell ..cheesy.. lol.. or that i am relegated to the halucinations of some madperson eons hence. good works.. blessed mind. as always.

It must be an exiting experience to drink tea with a ghost. But it must be much more interesting to watch football with that creature. Because I would like to know if ghosts act like human supporters, when their team is scoring. That must be a very funny thing. I would like to know for which team the ghost would scream. ManU, The Reds, The Gunners, The Toffies, The Blues or the Lions? I don’t know, but I want to know that. For that reason I’m going to go to the bookshop to look after an Aladin lecture, maybe I will find some answers. See you ghost-guys, maybe on the carpet…