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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Every January first of the new year... finds me (a doggone muttering Homo sapien) to give pause for reminiscences and to take stock (sh lock and barrel) about mein kampf in general and previous three hundred and sixty five days in particular assessing some laudable accomplishments, where inside my mind I beam radiance envisioning an imaginary hit parade supporting my local mummers and married poppers trumpeting like Dumbo the elephant, yours truly decked out donning red zoot suit proud heterosexual with pride to sport gay apparel, and support LGBTQIA community peering across the madding crowd courtesy third eye blind sauntering toward then ascending soapbox where I smugly wax poetic and proud fulminating, expatiating, and contending accursed series of unfortunate events populating lifetime since conception until death do me part apprising rapt listeners about arbitrarily, catastrophically, and unhealthily imposed behavioral restraints accumulated over the span of sixty six orbits around black hole sun experiencing total eclipse of the heart when a mollycoddled lad and youth analogous to lapsing into nostalgic obliviousness impervious towards disabling behavior disallowing, disapproving, and dissociating natural human biological processes obvious to casual observer, who possibly misinterpreted extreme introvertedness limiting normal opportunities to manifest destiny of emotional, physical and spiritual fulfillment, (a demeanor more closely associated with celibate monk, who took a vow of chaste silence) allowing, enabling and providing peers and brethren, who drank from the same cistern to make mockery and scapegoat me, though perhaps ye react with surprise that as a capricorn, under the auspices of sea goat yours truly purportedly gifted with skills at navigating both the material and emotional realms with peachy keen aplomb. But lo... (dearest priceless unknown reader), how self delusion generated mine holier than thou air clear as day pretense smugness hiding tight form fitting mask, nevertheless crude autocratic, idiosyncratic, theocratic gnostic mien plainly shone thru invisible armor to reveal nothing but a selfish nasty short brute unsuccessfully pitted karma against unnatural dogmatic fraying and braying restraint, where pantheistic fealty (rides roughshod like a bucking bronco over revered scripture) stamping and chomping at the raw bits of sacred truths nipping in the bud and culling all opportunities futile to out match my hubris courtesy kindled tinder narcissism. Tis vain for thee to extend arms with plaintive supplication, nor purposeful to beseech Spiritus Mundi eternally housing benevolent bards of yesteryear such Fireside Poets as Henry Wadsworth Longfellow John Greenleaf Whittier, James Russell Lowell, William Cullen Bryant, Oliver Wendell Holmes Sr, and Ralph Waldo Emerson even during their being alive as cause célèbre even generations after their lifetimes still worth their weight in gold. Believe me you not even one lapsed tatterdemalion (interestingly enough, the writer of these words, who took a page from playbook videre licet life of Riley before being not ready for prime time player), whose doppelganger constitutes dolled up guise of former lone haired pencil necked geek seeks constant adulation, congratulation (even if fabrication) to experience exaltation and strongly inclined to cue pre-recorded applause if audience or anonymous reader intimates a shadow of a doubt yours truly can vouchsafe he donned role of lout, nevertheless even as a teetotaler, cannot attribute any lame excuse, where dependence on vintage ale or stout nor other consciousness expanding material served as figurative crutch to act boisterous and tout hardy laurels, thus retrospective accomplishments linkedin to courage I did muster after consuming ample powder milk sea biscuits – ha! Jest horsing around attempting to round out page three of a poem idea that initially arose taking mental retrospective incorporating the year two thousand and twenty four in review but a dearth of accomplishments found me to embellish and elaborate whatever whims came to mind (an audioslave to talking heads) even if the pith and marrow of these lovely bones a figment of my well pruned overactive imagination.
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