Shadows…

a song of middle-aged angst …shifting, drifting airs with faces and imaginary graces but never firming to the touch…Are you a shadow?Am I?Would you have me real?Or I, you? Shadows cast no pain, no joy. Their suffering is not realtheir fading glamorpassing clamornot much to be wondered at. They neither harm nor charm, passing through …

Power

Nature’s idea of justice is ‘natural selection.‘ So the Delusionary in the White House is willing to go with that. Which makes him pretty much a throw-back to his not-yet-human ancestors. The Rich Come First is the lowest kind of humanity. It is short-sighted, inward-looking, childish. “Good” is all about “Good/comfortable For Me Right Now.” …

Push the Button

Reality can be very forgiving: We can go for years, even lifetimes believing something that isn’t true simply because our belief never gets tested against Reality. Much of what we believe is inconsequential–until that day when it matters a lot whether we have it right or not. Because when it comes down to it, Reality …