Filed under: Art, Technology, Words | Tags: andrew, Apple, god, iPhone, poem, poop, steve jobs
The following is A response to this…
To: Andrew@thehoneycombcollective
From: SteveJobs@apple.com
Subject: Everything Is Not Lost
Andrew,
I’ve done fabulous things in my life. I’ve seen the pyramids, Ran the streets of Rome, Had tea with the Queen, Heck I even walked the surface of the Sun. But nothing gives me more satisfaction than knowing that even while you take your illustrious poop, I am present. What a glorious feeling it is to know that I am everywhere at once yet physically here, in my Thrown room, being fed 10,000 b.c. Mayan diamonds while listening to Coldplay.
Sometimes I take poops too. The few times I do ( my iphone handles that ), I get this weird feeling in my
gut. When it’s not White Castle, it’s the feeling of being disconnected. I believe you can relate. It gets me really antsy so i just end up telling myself to put those thoughts in the thrash and press empty. And just like that, my worries are gone and i go back to painting replica Picasso’s.
The point is this Andrew. We are all connected one way or another. I just need to be connected more than
the average. Soon my power will reach even those starving kids you see on t.v. Even they will need my power! I will provide the planetary blanket this fragmented place needs.
So Andrew, next time you take a poop remember, I AM EVERYWHERE
- Jobs
P.S. The iPhone can now call any payphone in GTA IV. Isn’t that spectacular!
-via espanish jose
Filed under: Art, Inspiration, Words | Tags: amazing, arg, Comedic, girl, letters, love, Poet, poetic, receptionist, romantic, Series, therapy, Words
This is a short comedic piece I wrote when I worked at nursing home, transporting patients. I used to walk by this beautiful receptionist every time I brought a patient down to physical therapy. The following letters are what happens with an overactive poetic and romantic mind. (more…)
