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Rascallions and Other De-Blessed Humanizing Fauna

Some things are royal others so prosaic and then there's everything else You bring your own biases to the choice BUT the question then arises: do these (even these) belong to you? It's Your day Your life Your breath (cratered between small clumps of sunrise and sunset) even poetry flattens into the mix (vying for attention with sparkling promises of fundamental funny fractures) The last time I saw Paris (It's not a non-sequitur) just the movie playing on my TV in the other room only in the other room because I'm Not Free free to smoke anywhere I choose in my own room I have to hide this way (these traces of a debauched personhood) focusing on those extra-terrestrial biases of which we earlier spoke only pieces of the movies' dialogue break through someone Might Fall into a negotiable love or enter into a lucarous or ludicrous partnership of some delinquent oil-wells in Texas No one will deny these promises of riches though one could entertain oneself with them or better still to entertain others But my coffee's gone cold again & another cigarette will absolutely hit the proverbial spot Days are like those spots too hit or miss at least so they seem from the rear-view mirror of the French race-car I never owned Imagine being American then If you can (even shucked of oil wells) WE . . . these best-blessed of God (or so they say) Here in His rascaliant (coughing) bejewing (cold-again) Co-co-fide Newer New Day! ________________ Fin ~ NOTES: ________ (just another "Thought-Experiment" attributable to the psychological hayday of demonic coffee & cigarette breakfasts'.) "We are creatures of light" ~ Don Juan (from: "The teachings of Don Juan" by Carlos Castaneda) Most are unaware of this truth and some would probably even question the sanity of it, but the Earth is a product of the sun's characteristics; our particular placement in the solar system and the material-mix of the planet also of which we are its most advanced biological formulation. What spiritual sense we might glean from this understanding could free us in recognition of our larger identity; how we choose to live our lives; what larger sense of values may be induced to effectuate the promise of a collective-beneficence for which all humanity strives. ~ Morals are the stuff of which religion is made. Morality is "a-priori". Ask any three-year-old what's good and evil. _________________

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Date: 9/3/2023 11:41:00 AM
Warlov! Me old friend. So good to see ya postin' laddie
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Robert Warlov
Date: 9/3/2023 12:08:00 PM
Oh thank you Tom. I just fixed it again so you'll have to read it again ". . . Delinquent oil wells". Actually, I didn't think anyone was paying attention. I'll have to be more circumspect in the future. Thanks again.

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