Saturday. 20200815
Greetings,
Let’s take things straight from the top. Is it time to get scared? Probably, I mean the state of urban decay before an election can be seen from space. What if Kamala Harris? is just a reboot of Hillary Clinton. So like people that get close to her, end up missing…..
I think Trump may get another term, because it seems to me that the Democratic party contains a nominee’s nomination despite the will of their voter base. The other thing that is concerning is the fact that in this election cycle you really are basing that decision upon the vice president. Did you know the founding fathers were in between their thirties and forties. Now contrast that with the ages of our current crop of presidential choices and you see how far we have swayed.
So a mortality in the white house in the office of the president due to a geriatric condition is definitely a possibility. Donald Trump is on a healthy diet of ego and smugness. Which goes well against Joe “whereamI” Biden of grumpy comebacks and weird flashbacks.
So the true selector of the election is Kamala v. Mike P. I am terrified of both of those options.
There is no right answer. We boxed ourselves in this race, and it would take a lot to sway the system to allow proper representation. Another thing is does anyone else get a feeling of involvement by a foreign government? I mean mr. Putin has changed the Constitution to allow him to serve till 2036. Then there were protests over there. Plug in the other election in Belarus and the riots started over there. The Syrian situation has gotten any better. Add a little spice of the burning of the Amazon, lied about by their President. Place a dash of the riots, or should we start labeling them revolutions in our home turf. Makes you wonder what the length of time it takes for a riot to become a revolution. However, the essential difference of the social unrest stems from what purpose. Riots are unorganized mobs of people at the highest spectrum of emotions. From super elated, such as the LA riots when the Lakers won the third title. Or conversely what we are seeing post George Floyd. While as, revolutions must have a universal purpose for destruction, a tactile direction for a goal working towards. Traditionally Americans speak with their pocket books first, such as the destruction of shipped tea in a Boston harbor.
What an exciting time to be a live!
In other words.
For the worth or swords.
Or battle axes.
And mix tracks.
Gather from where others scatter.
It wasn’t a question about what matters.
I’ve been blessed
I passed the test.
Denied by an admission of a false fault.
Loss control of the assault.
Haven’t felt this good in a while.
So full of vigor and fertile.
Hazel eyes, stashed behind glasses.
This girl took all the classes.
Songs sung and embraces.
fill in between our spaces.
We rest our heads together.
No matter the weather.
Time slows when you are near.
Leaving you is something I fear.
Each time I feel your touch.
Life gets better and such.
Run if you want to
Stay when you do.
Pulled away for a day.
Hopeful for what may.
There be times when sparks fly.
Storms never stay in the sky.
At each day’s end.
You at my arm’s extend.
Each day is an opportunity to chirp your note in the song of life.
Remember movement is medicine. Yet, don’t stay to long in the heat. Water is your best friend on all days. Vitamin D is beautiful, melanomas are not, protect yourself. Visit New York without it’s millionaires, but leave before it makes you too hard. Get lost in the fields of redwoods, but leave before you get to soft. Dance, when you can. Our bodies are our best instrument. Learn to take care of it. and. Oh the places you will go!
Travel not just to take bragging photos. Travel to understand there are many ways to solve the problem of the complex things we call days. In this chaotic pattern of routine and serene. Remember you are only young once, but also old once too. Say thank you more often. Make promises, but within applicable reason. Stay away from lies your future self tells you. Sometimes opportunity is better than honesty. Feels vile writing those last words.
One day these words will end. Today is not that day.
Thank you and have a wonderful time!
