The Man with the Blue Guiter part1

Once you have a taste, it seems it is difficult to return. Once you have one, it seems you always want a second. Once you have two, it seems the third is already desired. Once you have 20, it is too late, because if you see one unlike the others you have, that too must become yours. Consume. Earn. Spend. Consume. Have. But remember to learn, and teach, and share.

Society breeds you, those who have you breed you, and they can never keep you close enough to themselves for their liking. But you will not fall to far from their kind, no matter how far your run, how far your stray, your kind is your kind.

Once you see another, it is hard not to compare, once you feel close it is hard to let go, once you let go, it is hard not to wonder. Once you wonder, it is hard to change perspective. Once you perceive it is difficult to imagine.

Once you find comfort, it is hard to leave, once you try one, it is hard not to try another. Once you have walked, you will run. Once you have run, you will jump. Once you jump, you will fall.

To have. Always wanting more? Objects for these ones may vary, from the vinyl of the jazz collector, to the jars of the perfectionist. To the old tin cans, stamps, maps and old oil caps. Sneaker freaker, magazine keeper, destined to go deeper into the pages of knowledge, the pages of truth, the music to the ears, to maker of beers. But to have, is to know, only making it harder to one day let go. One day to walk and leave that blue guitar behind.