Where I Live

 

Somehow, I seem to always land on my feet. I won't be living out my days on sacred Native American ground soaked in the tears of citizens distraught over the destruction and decay of a dream that has become a nightmare.

I'm not gloating. My heart breaks for friends, family and strangers left to absorb the shock of pillage, hate and moral decay.

My life, an ocean away, is not immune from the upheaval. Economics is global now. The environment doesn't know borders. Besides, the USA will continue to influence politics and culture all over the world.

I remember when movies weren't allowed to show evil taking the day. What happened to the hero riding in to town to save the day? Good versus evil isn't politics. If religion is about revenge, retribution and punishment, count me out.

I hope to live long enough to see love conquer hate. I don't count on it.

Give us peace on earth and end this dreadful, dreadful war.

Riff Raff Royalty

What happens when naivety and self-awareness beget offspring? Sometimes I try to pass myself off as "authentic." I'm in short supply. I'm not bragging. Demand is even slighter.

Sticks and stones, buddy. Sticks and stones.

Give us peace on earth and end this dreadful, dreadful war.

 

Fine Artiste Blues

 

Life is your art once you figure it out. Oscar knew. Rumi knew.  I suspect lots of the artists of our time, or any time, keep it something of a secret.

Paint to show the world that you can. Sing to garner attention, praise, adulation.

Love to live life fully.

Rats and Sinking Ships

In 1965 I wanted to move to England. The centre of the universe, at the time, was wherever the Beatles were. 

In 2023 the centre of the universe was wherever Kate was. Still is!

My timing was off that first go 'round but I seem to have nailed it this time. 

Give us peace on earth and end this dreadful, dreadful war.