The text below is another “happy accident” that just kind of hits me out of nowhere. I was trying to do a quick overview of “Something Out Of Nothing” and I broke it down into two sets of 5 quick facts of what SOON is and is not. For some reason I love the concept of a “long shot” and I wanted to include that in the what SOON is section.

Essentially, I wanted to share that this entire project was conceived because I wanted to try to unite and inspire people, but because I am someone who has failed over and over in life it would probably suggest that I will fail at this as well. The good news is that I have never taken myself or most things too serious, and at the end of the day I’ve been blessed with one simple perspective. None of it really matters anyway. A lot of my failures came from my desire to not waste the time I had by chasing material things. I don’t need a massive home because the world is massive. Therefore, I don’t need the trinkets and gadgets to fill up the space within the home I don’t need. As far as vehicles, clothing, phones, or whatever else there is that people desire I finally noticed that they all have one thing in common. Eventually they wither away too. That new phone becomes old, the battery but a shell of what it once was, and its technology obsolete. The print on the shirt cracks and fades before holes start to form. It all just felt rather pointless to me. I’ve always worked and I honestly do not know what I was giving away those hours for. It’s funny but perhaps I am just that deep in denial. I’m not saying I am flawless. Not at all. Yet… most of my failures really don’t feel like failures. I mean… Even if you can justify giving up hours and hours in pursuit of material things, can you truly say that any of it actually matters? We all fade away and much like that merchandise even the memory of us fades for almost everyone. The most famous of folks will eventually find themselves almost entirely forgotten. For even some of the greatest minds find a future fate of being an annoying assignment for students, or perhaps the far less important random trivia question that may end up yielding an extremely incorrect response which I feel is probably more insulting than just being a forgotten memory like the majority of the departed.

I don’t know. I honestly can’t say that I often think of Abraham Lincoln or any other awesome individual from the past. Nevertheless, I am just a flawed human though, and I do like to be comfortable. So, I have sacrificed almost the entirety of my adult life for a pile of meaningless possessions and a place to peacefully enjoy their presence. I got a bit side tracked there. I blame it on the ADD, but my point was essentially going to be that I’ve always been the type of person who craved “more” out of my existence. Be it creating music, playing video games, or writing stuff like this, I usually would need a project to distract me during my time off work. That’s why I ramble about it so much now. Having lost that desire entirely, lost faith entirely, and just absolutely giving up on any idea of hope… Diving into an ocean of obsolescence with an intention of drowning in my depression. How could I not be overwhelmed with excitement when my lifeless body was gently sinking into the abyss, and suddenly I was catapulted back into a paradise of promise by an army of mermaids or something all majestical and such? I found the real faith I never could even comprehend before. I found friendship with another long lost love, and my hope is that I helped them find that same faith. Either way, I know I lifted them up when they needed it, and I showed them why my faith was so strong. I also found my passion, and that is how I landed right here rambling relentlessly.

Anyway, see, I did it again and I don’t even know where I am at with this monstrosity that I call my “nonsensical novel”. I guess I was trying to share that you shouldn’t stress some of this stuff, and that little piece of this of mine was intended to inspire or hopefully help someone find their way out of the darkness of depression. Anyway… All of that stuff is awesome but it really doesn’t have much to do with long shots. I looked at it and I see how I got off track. I mentioned that I don’t take stuff too seriously and off the cliff we went. I use the power of this pen to reverse the magic school bus to that specific point in time. You like how I did that? You damn right you do! It’s ok. Everyone does. It’s like pooping. You can’t help it, probably wish I wasn’t drawing attention to it, but it’s a natural thing that you shouldn’t be ashamed of. Smurfin’ Smurf in the Smurf! Right off the cliff again! They should really put a sign or guard rail up. One more time…

I don’t take stuff too serious. I’m not afraid to fail. I see no shame in that. To me the real shame is reserved for those who don’t even try. It helped me develop my love for “long shots”. Which I will share with you now as I gracefully glide around the curve that has derailed this demented diary entry. So, first thing I want you to know is that I used to be a huge Michael Jordan fan as a kid. I even named my little sister Jordyn (RIP - love you sis) strictly because Mike was the bomb. Pretty much all Mikes were the bomb in that day. Mike Tyson, Mike Jackson, Michael Jordan, and no one else really matters because that is the Trinity of Mighty Mike-ly Men who will defeat all who oppose them. Anyway, old MJ nailed it when he said, “You miss 100% of the shots you don’t take” or something like that. It stuck with me despite my potential inability to accurately quote it verbatim. Keep that in mind because ultimately it’s a great motive for taking the shots.

Now… Here was what fueled all of the ramble above. This was off the little website I’m working on. Again, this is from the “Something Out Of Nothing IS:” section and was intended to just be a brief explanation.

🔜 IS:

A long shot at making that disruptive dream come true. I love the long shots… I can’t lie about it. I like the long shots for one very simple reason reason. To properly explain it though I am going to make it mildly more complex with a metaphor. So check it out. Metaphorical example: look at the basketball half court shot. No other variable matters right now. Not the score or the time left on the clock. None of that stuff. Just look at the shot itself and let’s say that you are the one taking that shot. It’s a long shot… literally… but also it is unlikely that you will make it and thus it’s also my kind of long shot. Anyway…

Here is what I love about long shots. If you miss them it truly doesn’t matter because that is what everyone expected. If anything you’ve made them feel good about the correct prediction they made. It doesn’t hurt you, it doesn’t hurt anyone, or well… It doesn’t hurt anyone as long as they weren’t in the path of that basketball. (RIP: Chip Chuckwagon, you will be missed, except by my wild half court shot that ended you. Sorry bro.) Pretty much you don’t end up with anything detrimental (minus the very rare Chip Chuckwagon type incidents), and you don’t get left with repeating scenarios of “what ifs” or an orchestra of your regrets. I am not saying that the misses do not matter though. You can learn from them. Practice makes perfect. Calculate the trajectory, other mathematical parameters, and just all kinds of math based/complex sounding terminology that gives me the appearance of a sexy yet insightful intellect. Even if you skip that part and just try it based on pure luck there is more good news! Because if you do get lucky and make that long shot… It is taking the emotions associated with your everyday shot and amplifying it in every aspect imaginable.

Making that long shot just stimulates something unexplainable somewhere deep down within the soul. It electrifies and astonishes while simultaneously resurrecting that inner child who knew that absolutely anything is possible. Even if it is just temporarily, there is still that small series of seconds where we feel that connection to a limitless imagination. My long shot thesis is long winded but truly the foundation is simple. I just like to spiffy it up with some poetic phrasing. You can’t see it but I just popped my knuckles. Or did you see it in your mind when you read this? I’ll stop myself there because if you answered “Yes” to that last sentence I would consider how terrifying that should be. Seriously, I was once proudly calling myself “Corpse Collector” and I will just leave it at that. That was a joke by the way. Much like the cross between the “free money guy” (Matthew Lesko for you noobs) and Willy Wonka style suit combination that I imagined myself wearing whilst popping the knuckles. Speaking of strange metaphors I do have good news folks… I just about lost it but we shall not go over that bluff again. See! A sign freaking helps. Okie dokie… We are ready to go as soon as we get some Kenny G going in the background. Perfect! Poetic phrasing power time!!!

🦋Long shots are the subliminal magic melted into the DNA of every miracle. ♾️

🎭Long shots are the hidden heartbeat of every hope.🎬

🎼Long shots are a reminder that the word “impossible” should always be considered a challenge. 🎲

Long shots are truly beautiful if you ask me. Some long shots are born out of abundance, some are given birth based on a limited supply of time or options, and the best ones are conceived with no motive aside from the chaotic harmony of creation. In other words… Long live long shots!

🎼🎼🎼🎼🎼🎼🎼

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Once again, I sincerely thank you for reading this ramble.

• Bill ¥en
• aka Bucket Of Buckaroos Bob Ball aka Fat Stax Freddy Ferguson aka Poverty Pain Train Conductor Carl Crabcake aka Half Toe Thomas TickleFist.