Four days ago I snapped this Magnolia beauty on the way to my truck. Two days later the blossoms were almost all on the ground. The trees seem as frustrated as we do.
I have an attitude—so if it comes through, forgive me, but maybe you have one as well, and perhaps when we get “MAD AS HELL,” we will get something done.
Someone wrote the other day that she was sick of spiritual goodies coming her way; she had heard up the kazoo about creating her own reality —that she has it all within—hey, true statements, but becoming cliché and annoying. Like people try to tell you to wake up and be happy while Rome is burning. The Substack writer said she just needed to get on with her own damn life.
I understand, and Thanks for sharing.
See, we need someone who shares our values and throws rocks at our enemies.
Word rocks, folks. Be reasonable.
Reasonableness—oh yeah, has that been lost too?
Yep, that’s what the controllers want—keep the populas stirred up, afraid, annoyed, disgruntled, separated, so they can get what in the F* they want. Cloud the Epstein files so we will forget about them. Start an illegal war without the approval of Congress, to get us worked up and afraid. How can that man in the White House do that? Why do we let him?
Have we lost all of our senses?
I’m frustrated and angry that we, the people, can do our little marches, eight million of us can come out, oh, the count is up to 9, the last I heard. And I know there are many more who agree with us but don’t go to marches, and others who want to march but live away from the big cities where the action is. Folks have asked, “Is there a No King March close to where I live?
Hey, I know folks who would walk as the Monks did, 2,300 miles to change some of the things they want changed in this US government, LIKE BOMBING! SHOOTING CIVILIANS, ICE IN OUR CITIES. THE PRESIDENT.
I feel frustrated that we can march--all 9 million of us, we can declare that we will not have a King run our country, and the government goes on business as usual. He’s still there.
La do da, go golfing, build a “Ball room, with a bunker beneath (oh that’s the reason it costs so much)—for National Security. We can bomb countries for National Security. We ban foreigners, even the foreign Routers for our WiFi and thus disrupt ‘we the people’s” home WiFi ’networks—for National Security. Continue to produce Roundup even though we have declared it dangerous to health, for National Security. Round up Immigrants—for National Security. Hook up AI to the military, when even the programmers don’t think that is a good idea. not with Idiots at the controls. and some are talking about a “supercomputer” that can learn faster than we can compute—for National Security.
If we would stop being the f-*ing aggressor we wouldn’t have all this need for “National Security.”
“He’s toast,” some say, but he’s still there.”
“We must wait until the midterms,” they say. Really? Yep, I know he is frightened of them and tells his cabinet, “I Must Win,” or I will be arrested. So, folks, how can we assure a safe, sane, and accurate election?
We humans are wreaking so much havoc that the animals are drinking alcohol.
They deserve a happy life. They came here to eat, drink water, make love, find
shelter, raise their young, and be happy. We owe them the opportunity.
Hey, we’re animals.
What about us?
Trump’s dementia is a threat to the world-he must be removed from office! Humanity is at risk
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On Sunday morning, Trump wrote a threat directed to the Iranian regime that read, “Open the Fuckin’ Strait, you crazy bastards, or you’ll be living in Hell--JUST WATCH!” He then bizarrely added, “Praise be to Allah.”
Allah? We’re under Allah now? I though T wanted us to be Christian. Oh well, whatever suits his fancy.
From Ray Bradbury:
“I’ve had a sign over my typewriter for 25 years now which reads ‘Don’t think.’ You must never think at the typewriter, you must feel, and then your intellect is always buried in that feeling anyway. You collect up a lot of data, you do a lot of thinking away from your typewriter, but at the typewriter you should be living.”
