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Friendly pirate wannabe flies his Jolly Roger

Friendly pirate wannabe flies his Jolly Roger... while surfing cyber seas today March 2nd, 2021. Actually yours truly quite a literate codger (ah shucks just missed being draft dodger) no not for baseball team, but Vietnam War circa November 1, 1955 – April 30, 1975. Though non establishmentarian logophile, battle weary shambling thru gauntlet aisle where nasty, short and brutish bullies hurt painfully shy socially withdrawn little boy now scores of years later courtesy reverse peristalsis generates yellow-green fluid made by liver stored in gallbladder and passes through common bile duct into duodenum where it helps digest fat bile law, said obnoxious nefarious miscreants cannot leave a innocent victim (scathed for life) receive just deserts after mature individual summons courage and doth dial representative strong arm of law to exile forcing motley crew to march single file into custody, where delinquent juvenile obligated to under rehabilitation - ofttimes impossible mission easier thread camel thru eye of needle by kilometers or mile, which lock em up philosophy (to redeem any salvageable thread of humanity etched within damaged punkish thug) might find accused ring leader pointing in one direction poor (young) fella suddenly exhibits scared quivering (like loosed arrow) harried style. Writing, (albeit hyperbolic and poetic) riffs mine therapeutic and cathartic panacea to vent emotional tears and ruptures patched courtesy passion cobbling words literary figurative stent linkedin bajillion fractured pieces of my psyche to blunt and/or sublimate psychologically pent up psychological travails, plus I attend therapy iterated thru previous literary postings (Renee Cardone - a Clinical Social Worker Specialist Royersford, Pennsylvania), she graduated with honors in 1982, her existence meant as dogsend Other holistic strategies to cope with legacy of emotional fallout (I don't necessarily blame any cruel teasing nor genetic proclivity with schizoid personality disorder) courtesy dame Kuritsky (mother dearest), who passed away almost sixteen Earth orbitz ago, her - a flame figuratively caught eyes of Boyce Brandon both young flirts played catch me if can game. Retrospective ascertaining origin of why and how I found life, liberty and pursuit of happiness such an onerous struggle - thy inherited genetic genealogical robust stock (predominantly Ashkenazi) might qualify me as certifiably Jewish, though atheism constitutes schema of existence well nigh.

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