The Land of Parboiled Toads

     I danced in the rain in the land of the parboiled toads. It was a warm summer rain, though it be only spring. I splashed and I ran and a screamed "yipee!". I twirled and delighted, chased by and following my children through parking lot puddles and fields of sopping wet green. I rejoiced with the trees that swayed in the breeze and came in when the thunder touched the lightening, so rich!
    And the queen parboiled toad with her fireproof wig yelled "only to the third to get that pot of gold!" I had been up in those clouds with her, following the rainbow every which way she told. Then I was pulled back down to earth and saw that pot was fool's gold and the rainbow was the boiling water. The queen's underling with the Medusa coils for her fireproof wig screamed "Here is the rainbow, tap into the sky that is blue!". "I tapped into the sky that is blue!" I responded joyfully. "Oh, well tap in over here to tap into the sky that is blue for that rainbow trail". O.K., I say I did and she heard I didn't, there is disjointed thinking and imagined answers from me in this parboiled toad factory.  So I danced and I sang my little soul free as I sat amongst the local trees.
   "We gave you a phone!" the queen toad declared. "You have to buy minutes", Medusa croaked her share. "I have no gold with which to do", replied I, "What do you want me to do?". "Sell your blood!", Medusa replied. Buy me a miniskirt and I'll sell my cunt, too, says I. Woohoo! So I danced and I sang my well-grounded sound as I imagined the Queen of Hearts of "Alice in Wonderland" fame, "Off with her head", the queen toad croaked of another. "Three days" she threatens my own reminder. So I danced and I sang my little soul free as I sat amongst the local trees.
    I looked at their waters and I see they only welcome in what begins in a virtual reality. "You cannot reach this pot of gold by personal interview, you must introduce yourself on the computer". I watch those who come in for the doctor; "Can I make an appointment?" "No, you cannot, you must do that online". "I cannot do it here, I cannot do it in person?". "No, the appointment would be with me but with making of appointments I have nothing to do". We used to be warned, "From introductions made online, be very afraid" and now in this pot, in this pool, in this day, there is no other way. So I danced and I sang my little soul free as I sat amongst the local trees.
    I sat in conference concerning my children and shared our point of view: "You believe you waved your magic wand and brought them up to speed, when in fact they simply slowly opened up to share what they already knew. See this, I have proof". The parboiled toads all huffed and puffed so very offended. "Well, we can only go by our point of view, but we'll do you a favor for we want your children back in this water, we want to teach them to swim these waters, to follow the rainbow and get that pot of gold, they are so sweet and wonderful!". So I danced and I sang my little soul free as I sat amongst the local trees.
     "You are toads placed in water with the heat slowly rising, conditioned to the intensity of enmity and of competition. You do not even see the true reality: you are fried inside while our skin is still soft and tender and rightly sensitive to water temperatures". Sociopaths called sanity, at least I know I'm not crazy because I questioned my own degrees. They do not even have the sanity to entertain the possibility..... that their water is boiling! Unfit to perceive me, their view without value, we simply move on, we simply continue.
   Come what do, it's already written. I'll dance my dance and I'll do it my way. I'll dance before, upon and after that day that was given. And I'll dance in the warm summer rain, that comes upon these spring time days......for the true gold is my inner state of being, it is my peace, it is my stability, it is my sound reason; the rainbow dancing in waters of feelings always the proper degree, true to the season.