If I just focus on the top of the “7 ball cascade” for too long,
I’ll MORE likely forget all else I have the privilege to rely on,
Among whichever else I have to appreciate,
Causing my awareness to significantly narrow,
Making me more vulnerable to forces of hate,
And I guess we all have some form of a unique story,
And may we still,
Still learn to create,
As we keep trying,
To keep peacefully relating,
Of course,
There may be bumps in the road,
Yet may we remain SAFE from the horrifyingly hot springs,
May we stay safe from the streams of terrifying boiling water,
The obsessive narcissism,
The impulses,
And if I horrifically fail,
Well,
May you take what I tried to offer,
And see what to do or NOT do,
In order to keep rising,
To the top,
Of the cascade of infinite internal and external,
Happy gratifying morally considerate peace,
And I want to ALSO thank my Father,
For having the strength to juggle all he had to,
For me,
To have all I have today,
And I hope to have MORE strength,
To feel LESS jaded,
At juggling whatever life fairly continues to expect of me,
And well,
As for any “good qualities” that I may have and that my ego may “brag” about,
I want to thank my Father,
For deeply considering to help fulfill all my needs,
Which still appear just too much to juggle for so many others in addition to whatever they were juggling,
Regardless of personal valid reasons why,
So many appeared and seem to appear jaded too easily,
While my Father,
Remained and remains,
Stronger,
Happy 66th birthday Dad
Zach Dana Writing 