Wednesday in NYC is always interesting. It's a great time to see an afternoon movie, especially if you enjoy stale popcorn and flat diet Coke. I'm going to see a flick this afternoon, more out of boredom than any sense of art or adventure.
There is grit under the eyelid of the world, and my stupid government is rubbing its finger in the eye, making things worse, causing damage and irritation. So needless! This is the expression of arrogance, and it is disgusting. There is no justification for believing we are righteous or even right, when it comes to other nations. We never learn.
When Andrew Jackson was "dealing" with the "Indian problem," hundreds of innocent people were ruthlessly massacred. The stories of terrorism are truly blood-curdling. And this happened here, in our land, by greedy, arrogant, self-righteous political leaders and their henchmen.
Nothing changes but the names. No wonder I find myself leaving this world for awhile (thanks, Tom Petty!) and journeying to other places. It's the only way I can hang on to something that resembles balance.
Ok, enough of my ranting. I don't have a big cock, I don't have any money, all I have is my soul. Well, that and a great place to admire the uniqueness of beautiful women. Thanks SG's, you're helping me cope. From one old shaman, here's to you!
There is grit under the eyelid of the world, and my stupid government is rubbing its finger in the eye, making things worse, causing damage and irritation. So needless! This is the expression of arrogance, and it is disgusting. There is no justification for believing we are righteous or even right, when it comes to other nations. We never learn.
When Andrew Jackson was "dealing" with the "Indian problem," hundreds of innocent people were ruthlessly massacred. The stories of terrorism are truly blood-curdling. And this happened here, in our land, by greedy, arrogant, self-righteous political leaders and their henchmen.
Nothing changes but the names. No wonder I find myself leaving this world for awhile (thanks, Tom Petty!) and journeying to other places. It's the only way I can hang on to something that resembles balance.
Ok, enough of my ranting. I don't have a big cock, I don't have any money, all I have is my soul. Well, that and a great place to admire the uniqueness of beautiful women. Thanks SG's, you're helping me cope. From one old shaman, here's to you!
It looks like I'm going to have to be Perky Pollyanna for a long time.
Let me share with you my sex-store blog...and my other blogs. I hope they help.
http://aroundback.blogspot.com//
http://hearnoseenospeakno.blogspot.com/