A Sinking Ship

I've never understood why the captain or anyone else would go down with a ship, rats included. Now I find myself feeling almost guilty about abandoning the good ol' US of A during these dark hours. It breaks my heart to see the divisions that seem to grow deeper by the day. 

Oh, I've been around for long enough so that I remember other dark days. When those four little girls died at the 16th Street Baptist Church in Birmingham, I was sixteen years old. Two months later President Kennedy was taken from us.

Somehow, these dark days seem to represent something more ominous, if that's even possible.

I have a lot of friends who assume that I left the USA because of the turmoil. Of course those around me know that true love brought me to a new home. 

None of us are helpless. It's not about politics or religion, taxes or taste. It's about love. Do your part, then do some more. Smother that hate with all the love you've got on you.

 

Feeling My Oats

 

It's all about the luck at the end of the day, isn't it? I suppose I should ask "innit?"

We're all born, at least all of us here. The ultimate "good luck," I suppose, unless you're born into a sad, painful existence. Then it's the ultimate "bad luck."

We're all gonna die. No exceptions so far. 

That event must be the opposite of the birth experience.

In between, it's all boy meets girl, boy loses girl stuff. Be wary of anyone who tries to tell you that they have only good luck or only bad luck. 

Meantime, enjoy the ride. Don't let the birds sing for nothing. Get your share of the joy and try to get some to your neighbor.

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

How Many More Summers?

 

Do you suppose that a moth has any idea of how little time he has? You know Dr. Einstein said that time only exists so that everything doesn't happen at once. Would you consider that the beauty of everything around you is wildly enhanced by the idea that it won't last?

Take care of your memories and make plenty of new ones.

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

If Only

Who knows how many "owners" old Jonathan has gone through at this point. At one hundred and ninety one or ninety two, who's counting, who really cares. I find myself wondering if the old boy misses any of them. Do you suppose that he sits around thinking wistfully, " Humans are so wonderful. If only they lived longer."

Make the most of whatever you've got. Love like crazy and eat pudding.

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

 

How Fast?

Neither time, nor god, at this point, is on my side. That's alright. I've dodged every sling, arrow and radiator cap for a very long time and know good luck when I see it. I was always in it for the long haul. I just didn't know it. 

Wisdom is all about the realisation that you don't know much. 

Everybody's a singer but not everybody finds his song.

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

 

All Scores Settled

 

Whatever's gonna happen is gonna happen. You do what you can. You do your best. Don't miss the magic and the miracles by worrying about other folks' business. Love like crazy at every opportunity. Watch out for the sunrises and the sunsets and play in the puddles.

Take good care of the animals and the ones who can't take care of themselves.

If you find your mind in the gutter, consider it meditation.

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

Don't Play

 

Cheaters never win. The meek shall inherit the earth. Those are lies perpetuated by Elon Musk, Donald Trump, Vladimir Putin and my next-door neighbor. If you can cheat and get away with it, you'll win.

Oh, I hope that doesn't sound like I advocate cheating. It's just that I have my own definition of "winning."

Money is not the root of all evil. Never was. Evil is the root of all evil.

Seems to me, if you do what you do for money, you're missing the point. Try love. Get back to me. Let me know how that works out for you.

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