thanks

a little lonely, but much more comfortable as is the usual for me on this national holiday celebrating the almost complete genocide of a whole race of diverse humans tribal peoples… i don’t like the party atmosphere that has it’s roots in the lie, so i usually turn down invitations (three this year) and enjoy my own meditative peaceful time at home mourning human compassion which, if it ever really existed, is little more than a paper thin pretense these days…

oh, but don’t let my reality bring yours down, aye? (pardon my laughter, it is inappropriate on this day of mourning, but then, even the dead tribes learned to celebrate what life and land they have left)… besides, i had a ton of laundry and stuff to do to get ready for the softball tournament weekend in ft lauderdale… so do your thing on this thanksgiving day and hopefully, you know what you are doing and why you are doing it and it is meaningful for you today and every day of your life (for as long as you live la la la :)

seriously, even singing, laughing, and smiling (can the child inside still see the rainbows through the tears?... hope so, ah, and to follow the singing nun, stevi sings beautiful child, even if i am the only one who gets it all), thanks :)